Rejection

Sitting in the reality of separation sucks.

I know that our survival as a couple is dependent on our ability to create and maintain healthy boundaries. And I see the gift of you respecting my boundaries even in our lack of interaction. I know it’s easier to heal, to hope, because you are being respectful.

But I feel rejected. I make up that you don’t care that you aren’t talking to me. That you don’t miss me. It’s been impossible for you to not contact strangers for affirmation, excitement, and sex…but it seems easy for you to not contact me.