Is Quarantine Infecting Your Relationship?

Now, “togetherness” is a whole new ballgame

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Another day. Another spat. Another hurtful comment.

I can’t speak for anyone else here, but “sheltering in place” is definitely taking its toll on me and my hubby.

We’re not baking together or clearing out our junk or having nonstop sex, or any sex. We just are.

Admittedly, that last statement is hard to define, but it almost feels as if our interactions have become robotic. Our lives certainly have.

I get out of bed in the morning at one time, he at another; we have our coffee and then go our separate ways. Me, to my office set up in the basement and my husband to the office we created in a spare bedroom.

Some days I’ll go out to forage for food and other essentials, but for the most part, I’m always at home, as is he. It’s rough on both of us, yet he handles it better than I do. That’s because he’s a much nicer person than I am. He doesn’t have the quick temper that I have.

I don’t like that about myself. I don’t like that I lash out so easily…and say things I regret later. I’m not proud of that aspect of my personality. Yet I have a hard time controlling myself.