So I just went in and asked my husband nicely to please delete the recordings of me.

His response: Why would I do that?

I said: "because it makes me very uncomfortable you took them in the first place and that you have them."

He said: "Well, I don't know what to tell you."

I got up and walked out of the room, and on the way out, he said "How about I delete them when the wall is fixed." I didn't respond.

I feel like all he is doing is trying to drive me crazy, trying to have something to hold over my head and trying to gather evidence if we get divorced so he can paint me as the crazy Bipolar so he would get everything in a divorce.

Every time I talk to him, I sink deeper in my depression and all I can think about is killing myself just to make all of this stop. He's a jerk.