One reader is longing for a little more alone time.
Credit: ALBERTO MIRANDA
Dear A&E,
My husband of 35 years is driving me mad. We were OK-ish during the first lockdowns, but now cabin fever has hit. I’m so cooped up and have run out of things to say to him. We also keep arguing as he insists on strolling to the shop daily for wine or chocolate, whereas I’m trying to limit our shopping to once a week to minimise risk. I find this selfish, he thinks I’m overbearing. We can’t agree what to eat, what to watch and have retreated to separate rooms; when we do come together, everything is an exhausting battle. Help.