I'm writing this here as I don't feel I can speak to anyone in real life.
2016 has been a tough year. I lost someone I was close to. I visited them often, cared for them and watched them die. It has been hard but I've soldiered on. I have a DD who's 3 and a husband who doesn't understand grief or stress and anxiety - both of which I feel have hit me hard this year. I'm lying here in tears because my husband has just been screaming at me that I'm a little bitch because he's off out on boxing night and I've asked him not to have a hangover the next day. This is my life these days. I feel sick thinking that I'm being verbally abused by him.
I have a good job and a lovely DD but honestly when my husband speaks to me like this I have a hard time not wanting to just disappear and never be seen again.