
10/01/2025
“I saw him getting colder and colder. As if he were turning into stone right in front of my eyes. I didn’t understand what was happening. I just wanted him to come back.
It never occurred to me that he was scared. That all of the freezing and turning away was because deep down, he didn’t want to face the storm inside.
I would feel the same energy at his parents’ house. This emptiness. Conversations about the weather, the football game — but never about what was real. I didn’t understand that they were as numb as he was.
It became harder and harder to relate. How do you build a life with someone who cannot feel? It hollowed me out. I had never felt so sad.
On some level, I think he was sad too, but admitting that was nearly impossible for him.
At the end of the day, I just want him to know that I love him. That he can love himself. He doesn’t have to be this way.
I wonder what could have hurt him so deeply that stone felt safer than flesh.”