I’ve been sleeping on the couch on my own will for the last couple of week. Last night, she said that she never told me to do that and then walked off.
Draft to my wife:
I know you didn’t tell me to sleep on the couch. I made that choice. Not because I’m mad at you, actually it’s because I’m mad at me. I am ashamed of myself. I am so disappointed that I did this to our family… Again. I’m discouraged that I’ll never make the changes necessary to prevent us from struggling in this way. I feel unforgivable. I feel disgusted. And if I feel that way about myself, I can’t imagine how others feel about me. So, I just needed the space.