I was beginning to come home, and I'd be alone. I'd wake up, and I'd be alone. I'd have a few days off in a row, and she was always out with her friends. The majority of her friends were men. I'd think nothing of it because I thought, 'My wife can have friends that aren't mine, and I trust her around men. I don't want to be a controlling husband.' She'd always be angry with me about anything. She'd yell all the time.