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I Thought He Was Suicidal — He Just Stopped Loving Me
So stupid of me for having mistaken distance for depression
“I think I lost feelings when you fell asleep that day I was opening my heart to you. That’s when I realized I should value my family more — they’ve been there for me since I was born. I’m gonna focus on them,” he admitted.
“Rather than me,” I snapped, “someone who’s been constantly supporting you for the past ten and a half months we’ve known each other? Sorry for not meeting you sooner!”
I wanted to be sharp, but the tears were already falling. Feeling exposed and vulnerable, I pressed on: “So you’ve stopped loving me since mid-December and didn’t say a word about it for over a month?”
He replied in an aggressive tone I've rarely heard him use, “Do you remember when you were in Australia, and you wanted to stay, but you couldn’t because they wouldn’t give you a visa? Imagine living like that for three years. Then you’d understand how I feel.”
Ah, the “illegal immigrant status card” was out again. As always. Yes, darling, you’ve been abused by your employers … and you recently discovered the latest one, the one you really thought was coming through, had not started any paperwork for you. I understand. It sucks.
