It’s unbelievable. When I actually reach out for help, he has never been able to understand my moments of vulnerability. I tried todo what I think it’s best for him but he does not even try to ask me what I feel. I really don’t mean anything.
My reason for my sadness does not have to do anything with him, but it would have been good to have someone next to you when you let your wall fall. It would have been just nice to know that you weren’t so alone.