Hello! I'm back with a shorter user name....
I went to Mexico for a vacation for a week. It was so nice to pretend to be a single mom. The drive back was the longest ever,,,,, I really didn't want to come back to jail...or at least that is what it feels like.
When I came back, I found a loving husband that missed me, but in less than a day we went back to normal...Gosh I wish I had the guts to leave him. He has the typical cycle of loving, abusive, guilty feelings, loving, abusive, guilty feelings, etc. When does it ever end?

gab