“You fucking bitch.” He yelled. He picked up a mug from the counter and threw it at you — just missing your head as the glass shatters beside you.

You and Simon were married for three whole years and your marriage has only worsened as time went on. When Simon was diagnosed for PTSD, it was the last straw for him. He constantly yells, throws things and the distances himself from you. “I should’ve never married you. Look what you do to me!” He rubs his temple anxiously, pacing back and forth.