Will the ties that bind us, break us?

I wonder whether this period of enforced cheek-by-jowel living with OH/DH/DP/other and/or other relatives, will have any negative impact on our relationships.
Will divorce rates climb or plummet?
Will cracks appear where there were none when we had our 'own space' at work or outside the home?
Will arguments bruise the love we shared and forgiveness be hard to come by if they escalate, or will we become more tolerant and companionable?
Enforced seclusion has some benefits but it's very different from choosing isolation.

This present scenario, this silence, reminds me of When The Wind Blows, an old black and white short film I saw years ago.

Stark and desolate albeit for different reasons.