Ok no clue on the friends thing. Just figured my H was nuts as I hadn't heard too much about that from others.
The talking and silence, we had silence, unless of course H had something nasty to spew at me, for more months than I care to share.
Here's a funny. S went to store with me to get stuff and when he saw the stuff his dad wanted, requested, he asked what was wrong with him now, finally deciding to do stuff around the house. I just laughed. I don't care as long as stuff is going to get done.
"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is and there's got to be a way through it."--Michael J. Fox
