My marriage, which used to be a safe place full of love and fun, has turned into a nightmare. I used to think this man was my rock and friend, but now he seems like a stranger. His actions used to make me feel better and bring me joy, but now they make me confused and sad.
I remember the terrible day I told him about a former classmate’s terrible car crash. I thought he would care about me and understand, but all he did was show cold apathy. His words hurt so much that I felt broken and alone. This wasn’t the guy I married, the one who had always made me feel safe.
I’m torn between memories of our past and the harsh truth of our present as I try to figure out what he did. Pranks that used to be fun and not dangerous are now mean and harmful. I have doubts about everything, even our marriage and my own judgement. I don’t know how to fix things or even if I should. The laughing we used to share has turned to tears.
