I don't know if this is a rupture and repair moment.

Something has happened that's undermined all of my therapy, all of my belief that I was loved, all of the connection. The more we talk about it, the more he pulls back. I know it's hard for him too, because it can't be fixed, not really.

I think it's just OVER. But I'm going to just go in there today and be honest, and then take a break to get some perspective and to give us both space and then figure it out from there.

I never saw this coming, at ALL.