That's v definitely true for me but I'm still not convinced it's true for her. Lay night I remembered a wedding we went to where I was really down. I just couldn't bring myself to get involved. Work was bad, I wasn't happy with myself, I'd had too much to drink and I was just miserable. So, I sat under a tree on my own for hours. I didn't tell anyone where I was. I just needed to be alone. My wife came and found me and was so gentle, caring and supportive that she brought me out of it. I went back to the party and started to have fun. I miss her and this hurts like nothing I've ever felt before. So now, I'm back under my tree alone and unhappy. The big difference this time is that I have to bring myself out if it because right now she's having fun on her own. Going dark seems like I'm getting up and going to another party and if I don't let her know where I'm going she'll never be able to come and find me. That thought scares me rigid.
