Five months later, and things have gotten worse, not better. The stress was supposed to be because we were going to move somewhere . . . but we are still stuck here, now with the feeling and fear that we may be moving separately. This was the love of my life, my one and only. I am not ready to let go. It's painful to sit while he glares at me and tries to figure out if he can forgive me for my scary angry actions in the past. In the present, I am doing any kindnesses I can, and giving only loving truth. For example today I felt compelled to remind him that anger is destructive - the same problem he had with me - and it might be wisest to do some googling and learn to deal with his anger directly, so all that energy isn't blocking and harming both of us. I have learned. I have passed on the best resource I found. I have let him know the simple concept - use your senses to step down from emotions - breathe, walk, etc.

But of course then, you probably have to be ready to be honest and deal with whatever else is there. This is what he may not konw how to do, and I didn't go into this, as it won't matter if you aren't interested in the first step. He is overwhelmed. Senses can help get down from that. That was my loving truth for today.