I was really hoping after some time had passed that things would improve, but they haven't.

Earlier this evening, my husband said to me, "We don't play anymore anyway".

The hell? We had a great time last Sunday night. While I'm still struggling, I have been getting better, little by little. Now the problem is every time he says something like that, it sets me back again, and I am starting to question why I should be working so hard to try to overcome this problem.

I understand he's frustrated. Hell, so am I - REALLY frustrated! However, I don't think his frustration excuses his behavior and frankly, I'm ready to give up and move on.

I think I'd be better off alone, and the thought of that no longer bothers me like it once did - like when I started this thread. Enough is enough.