I swear it with all my heart. It's the way he expresses his love. He has so much love to give us, but he doesn't know what to do with it all. Love, which is not given, eventually turns sour. He's in this place today and in another tomorrow.
Bruises are but wounds.
They disappear in a few days. He always makes it up to us, really he does. Try not to make him upset, Sweetie. He gets really mad these days. The alcohol, which he drinks, quenches his anger.