What if it can't be fixed? What if we've reached the point of no return?
How long can we live like this? Co-existing, not connecting on even the most simple level. We don't sleep together. We don't eat together. We don't DO anything together.
I'm becoming uncomfortable in my own home. I can't wait until Monday mornings when he leaves for work. I feel this huge sense of relief. Not because I don't want to be near him but because being near him, knowing that he's so unsure right now about us, hurts too much.
The one person I could always depend on to be my rock isn't there anymore. I feel like I'm living with a ghost.
At what point do we step back and say, "We've done all we could but it's just not enough.". And what happens after that?