Last night, something important happened. Something painful, something I didn’t like. I don’t like having to deal with pain or point out issues that should be obvious. But it is akin to pulling teeth, I have to take a microscope to things and pry direct honesty from you.

Tell me the truth.

That’s all I ask.

I’m fucked in the head enough, emotionally speaking, and I’ve been put in a position to feel unwanted for over a year. I can’t even comfortably broach the topic of s** but I try to anyways and what do I get? Walls. Strange walls that I don’t understand.

A marriage should not be like this, let alone a friendship, which is what we supposedly began as.

Something important happened last night. I think I stopped thinking this could be helped. I think that it might be over for me and I’m sorry.