I’m live under the same roof as my abusive spouse. I keep me emotional barriers firm but a strange existential force prompted me to do something I’ve never wanted to do: I revealed I was experiencing a period of manic low. I described the struggle in detail. FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 36 YEARS, he listened! Intently. Respectfully. Asked inciteful messages. —-I am working on retraining my brain. The committee in my head always lies. ME! Working on me is my priority. I’be strapped on my tool belt and ready to do the brain work😁. As for the huge anomaly in my husband’s behavior? Not my concern