it's been hell, every single day. I can't take it anymore. The agony just builds and builds, and then it just pops.

I'm married to a man, and he comes home every day and starts playing poker with his friends. He claims "I don't deserve him, even though every day, there's a piping hot bowl of soup ready for him. He just mumbles something or screams at me, then spends the next four hours trapped in his room.

I want to do something. I so love him, and I feel like he's going to die someday.

What do I do?