W just came into my room….not for a good reason smile. She is distraught. Can’t stand to be in the house. Wants to leave and thinks I’m basically evil for not letting her do so with the kids. Am I?

Tells me a ridiculous amount of times that she needs separation. I tell her to go. She won’t without the kids. Says she has legal rights and that I am trying to control the situation. I calmly tell her I am trying to do what’s best for the kids.

We do live together and I know it’s very difficult for her even though I have been cool as a little Fonzie 98+% of the time. She works out of the house which is an issue for her. I have an office off site I offered to her and she says it doesn’t help because “I’m there too”. I leave the house 3-4 nights a week to give her space and time with kids. She typically leaves the other nights (we do sleep at home). We just spent the last two weeks apart. I have taken several other vacations and trips to give her space. We see each other very little. WTH? Is this a manifestation of her guilt? That’s my best guess.

Anyway, we talk in circles for several minutes. I remained calm, her not so much. She was not yelling but clearly agitated.

She was crying and went into her room. I heard her kicking and punching in the bed like she was losing it……

She just came in and said she was “going for a drive”. I asked if she was ok and she said yes. Man I feel bad for her.