You are a hard-working man. You’ve got your wife at home with your kids. While you’re listening to your boss complain about something you know you did right, you keep telling yourself, “I have to provide for my family.” This stupid job may be taking a toll on your sanity, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Finally, 5 o’clock comes. You clock out, quickly walk to your car, and drive home. You just want to hug and kiss your lady as soon as you walk through the door.
Unfortunately, you can’t do that.
Her anxiety and depression has given her another bad day. She’s angry at you, but you don’t know why. She doesn’t know, either. You try to ignore it and go play with your kids, before your food is ready. You’re hungry after all that work you’ve done, today. She fusses and continues to argue after…
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