T confronted me about hiding "the issue" from him. He was really really firm, like he was mad but he didn't want to scare me, because I scare easily and he knows it.

But I was still too scared to say a word and I had to friggin write again. Now its like 5 hours later and my words are still stuck. And it feels like is mad at me. And "the issue" is still there. And I have to try to appear "normal" at work tomorrow when I'm a mess.

I just want my safe happy goofy loving T back. He was the only safe part of my life. Now he's all firm and disappointed.