Against what I asked him, hubby let Hardy outside again. Laurel is still missing this morning.

I am so glad I did not go with him to the market: we would have fought for sure, like every single time I was in the car with him last week. Not anymore; I just go only when necessary.

The least time we spend in enclosed space together, the better our heart is.

I cannot stand being insulted to that extent again. He did it daily for 10 years pre 2019.

I had a social worker back then I saw weekly and he was superb in supporting me.

Hubby's temper really never got better over 30 years. It got worst.