Things were going really well between us. We both worked hard to make what should've been simple to do: to live together without interruptions. Each of us had our own heavy issues that got in the way. No matter what, we didn't want any of that to stop us.
Truth is that it did stop us.
The fingers were pointed all around, but nobody considered what they'd done. You struggled and so did I. Why you still do devastating things to yourself, I don't know. Why so many things are blocked from your mind hurts even more.
I can't imagine forgiveness, but perhaps we can find another way? One without an audience claiming which one of us is at fault. One without every other person having a comment about what should be the sweetest moments of our lives.