every time I turned around — it was always a new emergency... as if he was setting new fires faster than I could put them out.
Wow, do I ever know exactly what you're talking about there! Same thing with my first husband. It was almost like clockwork. If things were somehow miraculously going along smoothly, in no time, he'd create a crisis.
I'm glad you're seeking help with the shelter. It's just so stressful to live the way you've been living.