She had made sure the day was patient free, but she did have paperwork she could do. She went home to her unit.Her sanctuary as she had called the lit...le unit her dad had built her, now felt alien. It was as if she didn’t belong here anymore. She crawled into her old bed, but it was cold and didn’t feel right. The room smelt musty and uninviting.The bed didn’t have that little wallow that our body creates over time, so she couldn’t get comfortable. She tossed and turned, but the room just felt. ”Alyssa was groggy, unable to realize that Rodney had lost his mind, his sexual addiction was no longer getting met.She looked outside the window;, she glanced at the speedometer, 75 mph. She couldn’t open the door, hoping to survive the tumble onto the highway and zooming cars.Alyssa had to stay calm. She had to think her way out of this. She was quiet for a few minutes.“Rodney?” she spoke up. “Can we talk about this? Maybe I can visit you. I don’t have to live there with you.”“Nothing. . . everything would be okay if I kept him out of the house. After all, Tallos was just a dog, acting like a dog.Things settled into a quiet routine. Tallos was locked in the rear yard, and I didn’t have to worry about him being near me. But whenever I saw him from one of the windows, he would stare at me with an almost human stare that said, “It’s not over.”*****It was Thursday, the sixth day of my stay, and I was excited that Marcus would be back late Monday afternoon. I was more than. So with that off they went to the first session regarding hair care.Rose led Kathy to a cozy room, where a group of about half dozen ladieswere chatting around a table strewn with all kinds of hair care products.Rose introduced Kathy to the group, and left as they chatted, only to bereplaced by another person from staff, one of the hair stylists thatoften moderated these sessions. She introduced herself as Mavis, andwent around the table greeting all the ladies. Mavis than went on tosay that.