Verbal

Will used to wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me I was snoring and to stop. As if I could really control that. 

It got to be where I would become so anxious, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. Or I would wake up in the middle of the night, in the middle of a panic attack. 

I started sleeping in the guest room. Eventually that became my room. I rarely slept with him in the master suite. He got what he wanted. Always did.