It's heartbreaking to think of our dauughters having grown up, learning to avoid the ex's tantrums by doing as they are told. Walking on eggshells is a phrase from a leaflet I was given. Perhaps they are happy enough being housed, fed, and pampered (so long as they do not challenge and/or become independent)?
from a private message I wrote today
Perhaps they are much happier now they do not hear arguing parents twice a week?