I don’t think I have ever felt so alone. I am surrounded by my family, and yet I’ve never felt as empty as I do right now.

Tom went upstairs to bed at 8.30 pm to watch TV, as he wanted to relax and cuddle up with Annie. He told me that he goes up to bed early to get away from me. He is within my physical reach, but I know, emotionally, he is totally shut down to me. He isn’t interested in anything I have to offer him any more.

He doesn’t want to spend time with me at home; he doesn’t want to spend time together out. We no longer share a bed; we don’t kiss, cuddle, or even attempt to touch each other. I feel so worthless, pathetic, rejected. Maybe he feels the same? I don’t know; we don’t talk.