He's putting pressure on me to have sex with him again. He doesn't really care about how much and for how long he hurt me. He will only take some responsibility to it.

He has me questioning everything about myself, my mind, my sanity, my motives. I just don't know anything anymore. I can't deal with this.

Plus my body is in so much pain with physical ailments, probably brought on by chronic stress.

I can't bring myself to go talk to that therapist. I can't tell another T my whole story once again. I don't need the therapist to help me talk to my husband. I have communicated perfectly well, been totally honest, even looked at both sides.

I don't know what I want now. I just want to have my own bedroom and get this stress out of my bed. I don't care about being alone in the future. I like me and I don't want to fight with anyone anymore.