Why I can't be content to be at home.
I've been tossing this around. I could be content just sitting at home, so why am I not? Why do I have this desperate drive to get away? Ok, well the first problem is winter handicaps me severely. I'm housebound at minus ten. I don't have a car that handles the cold nor lungs to handle it, and when I've pushed myself using asthma meds, discovered the cold neuropathy comes roaring back and stays around a few days after if I let my hands or feet get cold! Yeah, so I don't know why anyone wouldn't consider that a legitimate concern. So I want away from winter. Now staying in should be not so bad, except I am utterly reliant on Dan to do that. I rely on him to fetch provisions and provide the finances. Now that sounds like a good thing, and it has very good aspects, but the problem with it is Dan himself. He is an abusive person always pushing everyone's buttons to get them riled up and shouting so he can feel less emotionally uncontrolled himself. It...