My Love,

I feel caught in a riptide, forced to focus on it, and it feels like it is sweeping me out to sea away from you.

I wish that you were here with me and we could discuss the whole situation.

I want to include you in these plans of my housing and overall future.

I want to know what you want for us and I want to try to align with you.

Without your input and co-guidance, I just have to default to how I know best to survive.

Fear and insecurity dominate, which cause me to retract further into solitude to manage myself and stay functional.