Poor hubby!

Billy was very worried and came to me when hubby lost it, again, tonight. 

He needs a shrink for real but no one knows it because he is so very smart, that everyone thinks I am the only crazy one in the couple. I certainly am the least productive for sure. The extent of pot smoking we did makes everyone crazy, now I know!

Anyway, I keep the faith and focus on his charms and good heart when he is not mad.

He is so deeply super unhappy it is so sad. We have everything here: e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g except competent doctors. 

I must keep the faith in his heart but it makes me so sad to see he thinks I am the ennemy (like everyone who gives him any critical feedback or advice). It is such an irrational reaction he has to any criticisms, ever so gentle as they can be when I am careful or others are!