How do you make it all work?
So after sleeping on the couch last night - I can't sleep in the bed with him when he's giving me the cold shoulder - I sent him an email at work. And I asked him to please reply. And he did.
So I'm reading his message with tears running down my face not b/c of what he's saying, but simply that he's saying something. (We met on-line, perhaps we should still do some of our communicating that way.)
I don't really have much else to say. I feel glad that he responded, but I feel sad that I have to write him an email and ask him to reply in order to have him tell me just a smidgen of what's going on inside his head.
And I love him - dearly.