There is something that I have been keeping from you and it is eating me
up -- I wanted to wait until after Xmas until I talked about it, but I
now realise that my personal conduct is deteriorating under the strain
of ignoring it. We'll talk about it tonight.
Dh has just sent me this e-mail. We had a huuuge row last night. I'd say the worst we have ever had.
I am sick with worry.