I am locked in another room but H keeps coming here, knocking on the door, telling me to come to bed, to relax. I think H feels guilty because he knows he's the reason I'm upset.

I am completely drained and exhausted. I'm almost out of tears, thank God.

Thank you GIMA for being here. It is much appreciated.


Me: 39 H: 39
S: 15
M: 18 years
Bomb: 6/3/09
H moved out: 10/15/09
H moved back:5/30/10