When you and your husband are each others only safe space, the only place where you can feel like yourself, the only place where you do not feel judged for the choices you have made (or not made), the only place where you can be really and truly real, when it feels like the rest of the world doesn't get you or any part of your world, your real world, when you feel like there is no one else in the world that cares for you - it's supposed to be a good thing.
But what happens when, because you are each others only safe place, you end up taking the rest of the world, everything that's bothering you, the weight on your shoulders (and the one on your heart) out on that person?
What do you do then?
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