The 7:00 PM Pill: When “Nice” Isn’t Enough to Stay Married

he buys the groceries. He executes orders, but I carry the exhausting mental weight of being the Project Manager of our lives.

Last Sunday was the breaking point.

I work as a shift nurse at the local hospital. It’s a grueling job, and that night, the ER was overflowing. I couldn’t leave. At 5:30 PM, I called Dave.

“Honey, I’m swamped. I can’t make it continue reading …