This past weekend T instigated a couple of fights that led to my first panic attacks in almost a year. They were bad and I found myself in a mental space that I really would rather not ever experience... places that are much darker than I care to admit.
I feel like things in our relationship are getting broken beyond repair. While we can band-aid things it never really stops the bleeding. I don't know how much more my heart can handle this.
I'm feeling a bit emotionally spent.