I have become obsessed with the incongruity in life with DH.  Lies, half truths, broken promises, manipulations.  I cannot go on like this. I am embarrassed to myself that I have put up with so much.  I don't know this person I have become. When I was young, I had a secure life with my family.  I am not secure enough to be happy. I am waiting for the next thing that "does not add up" - deception and confusion.