How can things, in the space of one day, fall apart so fast? I suppose the answer is, they don’t. You ignore the signs, and pretend that it isn’t happening, like a small child trying to ignore the monsters under the bed. Ignoring them won’t make them go away.
And sometimes, no matter what you do, how supportive you are, what lengths you go to to make someone feel special and loved and cherished, they one day decide to destroy you anyway.
Good luck. I am going to sit here tonight, alone, and drink your special celebration wine. I wish you well…or will, some day. When everything is not so dark.
And I’ll try to not cry “But what about me?” like a little child. One of us has to be an adult…and I’m the only one left.