I posted a couple of weeks ago about leaving the house because my ah got mad bc of dog poop, yep dog poop.  somewhere, somehow I just had enough. Enough of the bad moods, enough of him being angry at the dogs, work, strangers anything and everything. The whole time I thought it was the alcohol but nope it's him! He even said that he just assumes my feelings say what?!  I told him enough, no one can have a relationship with someone who can't even talk. he has judged, condemned and tries to make me feel guilty without Me even talking.. A word, look anything is all he would need to say it's my fault bc he assumes or feels I am angry.. before I would go for it too I would have tried to fix it.  I found my strength..it finally dawned on me he was making me sick. My anxiety was because of him. It took three days for my anxiety and the panic attacked to calm down and the another two of being bone tired. Tonight it was so quiet and peaceful in the house. My daughter commented that everything is so relaxed even the dogs which normally bark like crazy and drive my ah nuts are just so calm. I'm doing it! I just have to believe and remember that I want to be happy and have peace in my life. I spoke with him today and without even catching a breathe he just went into complaining about how he didn't feel well and how he had to work all night on a project... blah, blah... if he was here he would have brought that home and we would of had to be around it.  I find myself smiling again.. my daughter is humming... life is good.. hopeful...goodnight everyone.. many prayers and hope to all of you!