The last few days have been "nice". Pleasant conversation about nothing. No D talk. He initiates all conversation and texts and I reply only when necessary.
2 nights ago, I couldn't sleep so I spent the night on the couch so as not to disturb him. He joked about it but seemed a little upset. Last night I went to bed early and he left the bedroom to the kitchen. Realized I left DR in my pocketbook so I went to the kitchen to get it. Of course he was texting so, completely against the rules I said you don't need to come out here and hide what you're doing. He was nice about it and said I wasn't and I'm talking to so and so and turned the phone to show me. Told him it didn't matter and I didn't care, just didn't want him to feel like he had to hide. He proceeded to put the phone away and went right to bed with me.
Several texts today. He knew I wanted to go clothes shopping and asked me not to go because of all the rioting and worried what could happen at a mall. When I said I'd think about it, I immediately got a response, if you decide to go, wait for me and I'll take you. All positive things, right?
I walked in on him getting dressed and had to walk back out. We've always had a really great sex life and I miss that so much. It's so painful not to be able to touch my H.
A few minutes later he tells me how he opened up several new bank accounts at a different bank. Such a little thing but so different from his usual self and it felt like a slap in the face.
I've been feeling ok the last few days. But I'm slipping back down again just from seeing him undress. I miss him
M:41 H:43 T:26yrs M:19 yrs S:15 D1:14 D2:9 Living together but separated
