Originally Posted by
imtheidiot 
Yep, right here, many times over. I'm not ashamed to admit it; I think it's my defense mechanism. I fantasize about a better life for myself and my daughter and stepson.
Ditto. I haven't posted my story yet but it involves a DH with alcohol issues, depression and bipolar disorder for which he is heavily medicated. Sometimes I think things would be less stressful if he weren't around even though I love him.