Well, another weekend gone and he's mad at me again because (and he started it by asking me if I hate CoD, which I don't it's an inanimate object,) I was once again letting him know what's going on in our house. Made him mad so he hasn't spoken to me in almost two days.

So I'm going to go to therapy. Because I'm so broken inside and heartbroken and so full of hurt an anger I can't get anywhere. I keep going in circles. So tomorrow I'm going to look for a therapist, preferably one that works with couples and people who have bipolar and addicts... hopefully that will get me past some of this poison so I can see clearly.