I want to board the dog. Put some things in a back pack, call a taxi, leave all electronics, ID, wallet, hop on a bus to Florida and disapear homeless on the streets. No more pressure and stress. My job will be roaming around looking in dumpsters for food. Sneaking in public restrooms to wash up. My husband, since he lives in a different sate, wont even realize something is amiss for at least 3 days. Then, just then, he will fly home and file a missing persons report. They won't find me and if they do they can't force me to go back. I can not deal anymore.