Last night my husband and I were on a drive, he stopped the car in the forest and he went inside , I thought it was to pee but he came back out with chunks of gold, he told me he buried it in case of emergency scenario so I asked him why he’s taking it, he told me it’s now the emergency scenario. And I’m like so scared , not that it’s the end of the world but that he might have a schizophrenia. Last night I he made me put 4 scoops of vanilla ice cream inside his huge doctor pepper, that’s over 300 GRAMS OF SUGAR!! I told him absolutely not, he called me a worthless lasagna maker and he slapped me (I’m freaking pregnant).