My husband always tries to make it better or tell me its just in my head and I am LIVID and so fking furious with him that it just freaks me out even more. I just want to have my damn panic attack, alone, under the doona, by myself!

Is this so much to ask?

He doesnt respect it when I shut doors either. I rarely shut them but when I do I want the damn things to REMAIN shut!

UHG!

Anyone else have this drama?