4:30am I gave up trying to sleep and climbed into our marital bed next to her. We are taking turns in the spare room you see, until she's got her new place sorted. When the 6:30 alarm went off, we had a full body cuddle, before she got up. She still cares for me. She has decided to move on because she can't deal with my outbursts and rages and general butthurt about minor crap that doesn't matter. For her, its academic whether I rage because I'm a tortured soul that needs love, or because I'm a mad vicious tyrant out to destroy her. For her, she just wants it all to go away.