I don't really do anything to relax - I'm just always tense and afraid of not having a clean enough house or having the wash done. I lost my job due to my illness and am trying to get SSDI, so just my husband works and he expects me to have all these things done, and have supper going by the time he gets home from work. He rarely looses his tempter, but when he does....I feel like killing myself. He makes me feel about 1" tall and makes me feel totally worthless and unuseful. Thank God it rarely happens. The last time he did that to me I emptied all my pill bottles and all the sleeping pills I had in the house. My mini dachshund saved my life by getting him out of bed and he found me in time to get me to the hospital - I don't remember much of what happened. He just wanted to make sure no one knew what happened.... hush hush.... But he's become more supportive since then. But I'm still afraid of him.