Just when I thought I knew exactly how messed up I am.
This is why thinking is bad. Thinking leads to more thinking. More thinking leads to dark depressing thoughts. Dark depressing thoughts lead to introspection. Introspection leads to the husband asking what you're thinking about, which leads to you telling him... which leads to more introspection, which leads to stripping away layers of denial and more wonderful awful truth coming out... which leads to the wife burying her face in a game in order to avoid more dark depressing thoughts.