“The thing you are most afraid to write Write that.” ― Nayyirah Waheed

Have you ever been afraid to write something because the writing makes it real?

I have.

I’m afraid to write that I think my marriage is dying.  The relationship that I cherished, nurtured, and dreamed of, is withering on the vine.

I am letting it.

Where before there would have been a begging, demanding, crying plea for unity or co-operation, there is now silence.

The song lyrics, ‘Say something, I’m giving up on you,’ are reverberating in my brain.

If he notices the withering, he hasn’t commented.