So many will relate to your story. AH puked in my car. Lovely. I remember feeling overwhelmed, edgy, always having a plan B. And c. What I chose to do, and it took me a long time to get there, was ask him to leave. With a deadline. He threatened to never talk to me again. Blablah. Now we're separated. He's spiraling but I'm not stuck gripping a palm tree in the hurricane right now. I've set concrete boundaries. I don't know what tomorrow brings but I can tell you it's a helluva lot more peaceful!!