Ok, he's calm now.
When I was a child I had to use those plastic plates that separate food because I could not eat anything if it had touched. I can use normal plates now but it still makes me uncomfortable when my food touches, but I can deal with it now.
A few years back I became obsessed with my husbands ex-girlfriends and would cycle through their myspace/facebook pages multiple times a day and search through our apartment in a frenzy looking for some sort of "proof" of his preference and affection for them over me. This was extremely bad at the time. I was also having hallucinations and "flashbacks" to anything I had seen or thought I knew. I would also go into an attack anytime I saw asians for example, because one of his exes was asian. (I lived in NYC at the time, so, you can imagine how often this was a problem. Constantly. - This still happens but to a much lesser degree.)
Ok, he's upset again... I think you get the idea. Hope this helps.
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