It took a fight and me pointing out that things were different for him to realize something was wrong.

After a day of frustrations and some self reflection, we came up with a new battle plan. We identified what the issue was. To quote G.I. Joe "knowing is half the battle". We are still a team.

I don't know why but I'm having trouble expressing myself today. I can't seem to get my thoughts in order. I don't what I want to say.

At least we are still happy together.