Oh, and then, going along with the PTSD stuff, he comes home from his appt(the first one he's gone to in over 2 months) with that today, throws a book about PTSD at me and yells at me, because I haven't been "supportive" enough? Really, REALLY? I'm supposed to be supportive of him while he's getting drunk, getting arrested, saying horrible things to me, staring off into space while I try to hold any semblance of a conversation with him, plus mentally and emotionally torturing me, but I'm supposed to be SUPPORTIVE of him?