My biggest fear was that if I detached, I would no longer love my H.
I'm here to tell you that yes, I have detached, and yes, I still love him.
I don't need him, I want him. I just don't want him as he is now. I've stepped back still hoping he'll figure this out for himself. If he doesn't, it won't be the end of my world.
Step back, give her the space and time she's asking for. It's not easy or for the faint of heart. You have to back away and give her the time to realize that you weren't the problem. It won't happen if you're always there and convenient for her to blame you for every thing that's wrong in her life.
Do yourself a favor Tad and try what we've been telling you. It's not guaranteed to work, but it's the best shot you have. After all, what you've been doing is pushing her farther away.
