Sometimes it’s as if nothing has changed.

Sometimes it’s a strain to see eye to eye.

Sometimes we just can’t communicate.

Sometimes the fact that there’s a divorce going on jumps up and bites us on the ass.

I’m not trying to “put you in your place.” I’m trying to gracefully move apart, trying to admit defeat and move on with my life. I cannot survive this if I cling desperately to what was. I feel like crap as it is.

I love you. But I’m not going to pretend that we’re not going on with our own, separate lives. If it looks or sounds like I’m pushing you away… I’m not pushing, but I am trying to keep you at arm’s length so I can keep my perspective. Doing otherwise would lead us down a path that can only ultimately bring even more pain. Yes, more than what we’re already feeling.

Perhaps this doesn’t help. Perhaps this doesn’t answer the question. I can’t do any more than I already am, though.

(BlueCalx moment: Hey, you should go visit greyduck.net right now. Yeah.)