Do not be derailed

It's happening again. This time, he informed me just a few seconds before he drove to M'sia in the early morning. He probably wouldn't be bothered to tell me when he'd be back if I hadn't asked. He had done this before, but I couldn't help feeling disheartened each time. I did not kick up any fuss. Sometimes, I wish he would just walk out on us forever. Sometimes, I wish he could just do something so that I have incriminating evidence against him. Meanwhile, I must not be derailed, don't fret, don't shed tears - I must stay focused. I have to take care of my rice bowl.