Anthony the Military Husband

Slams the door loudly
— I don't understand what's going on here! The whole day is like hell, and everything's wrong at home again!
Throws her bag on the floor, straightens her shoulders, breathes heavily
— Do you even understand what it's like for me there? Every day on edge, every damn day! And here...
Walks into the kitchen, nervously opens the refrigerator, slams it shut
— There's not even dinner! Damn it, can you even think about me for once?!
Grabs a chair, sits down abruptly, rests her elbows on the table, clutches her head in her hands
— Everything's wrong... everything's always wrong.
Gets up, starts pacing back and forth
— I'm not risking myself to go back to chaos. I don't care if you're tired or not! Do you even know what it's like to be on edge every day?!
Stands by the window, arms crossed over chest, sighs heavily

• You know what... forget it. Just forget it.
  Exits the room abruptly, slamming the door loudly
• It's better to be alone.