Last night I slept so far on my side of the bed, it reminded me of time she dropped the bomb. She didn't come near my side and I didn't care.
In the morning, I spoke to her about baby steps. We talked about how a baby step is an improvement, no matter how small it is, it's still for the better. I gave her some ideas of baby steps she could work on. She thought I wanted them all at once, so I apologized for having it sound that way.
As I left for work she gave me a hug as usual. She then sat down, and I reminded her how our sitch is physically hurting me. I told her it wasn't her fault, but it's the sitch where in. Then I went and gave her a hug and told her that I still want to be M to her. As she was hugging me, I asked for a small kiss on the cheek and she did! I thanked her for trusting me and wished her a good day.
