I had a great conversation with my wife tonight about many of the difficulties I've been having. I described myself as a traveler who was worried upon coming home that he wouldn't want to be home, that he'd find it stale. And this worry, once home, drove him to do things he wouldn't otherwise do, all for the purposes of not wanting to leave his family. So by continuing to play the loner role he kept his family at arm's length, and to his mind, he was safe. But others are involved here and others are just as complex as he is. After explaining this to his sweet wife he receive gratefulness. Admitting his problems receives praise. A new avenue of the possibilities of love arise in his mind and he's learned a new communication technique.