I had a nervous breakdown a few years ago, and have never fully recovered. I have agoraphobia and really bad social phobia. My marriage is over, due to my problems. We weren't the sort of couple who were out every night, although we did occasionally meet up with friends. We didn't have a holiday every year. My husband is the sort of person, if you can't see it, it doesn't exist, which is how he treats my mental illness. We had a row the other day because I asked him to clean up the puppy poo, which the puppy had done after my husband fell asleep downstairs, which I have asked him not to do specifically for this reason. He shouted at me, that I was an idle fat bastard, and what a mess I am. I really can't stop thinking about his remarks. I am certainly not idle but I have put some weight on due to the medication I take, and not being as active as I use to be, although I do spend ten to fifteen minutes a day on my exercise bike. Since he said this, it's on my mind all the time, I can't read or watch the television because it is on my mind 24/7. I am trapped with a verbally abusive husband, and can't do a thing about it.