Making the best of it

I am doing my best to try and truly relax and enjoy my time in FL, but I can't get any alone time and that is driving me nuts. Every thing that I get on the computer, J finds some reason to sit at the table directly behind me so that he can see everything I'm doing. He has alluded to reading my website on several occasions, but insists that he hasn't seen it in months. Yesterday he brought up self-mutilation...Not a typical topic of conversation in his circle. I feel like I'm sneaking around right now, trying to type this out in the little bit of time I have before he is dressed. I find myself looking over my shoulder constantly...This is why I've got to get a lap top.