Yes, I remember my stepmother cornering me and hitting me and thinking, "If your mother doesn't like you. . .?" There seems so little recourse but I kept remembering the thread running through your post, mouse, from the beginning of how you're throwing the laundry around and your husband thought it was about him. . . I think we were doing the same when we were children, thinking it was about "us" because we didn't have enough life experience yet to have any other thoughts?

So very complicated with so many layers. . . It seems to me though like you're working so well, sloughing through it all as is "necessary" to heal. There will be a nice hot bath at the end to get the mud off, with bath salts! :-) Think of that.