We’re still together and he assures me that he has no plans of changing that. We lived together for a year and now waking up without him and anxiously pacing the floor waiting for a text back and just not sharing a home with him is so hard. It doesn’t seem to be affecting him at all, but I feel so hollow and dead. I can’t even focus on the things I like to pass the time, I’m so preoccupied with his absence. We still see each other most days, but the nights and the days we don’t see each other feel endless to me. I’ve already had a few relapses with self harm that i know I can’t tell him about. I’m so scared and I have no idea how to deal with this without making him feel guilty. I feel more alone than I have in the year since we started living together. I’m so afraid I’m going to ruin our relationship by not being okay. I don’t know if any of this makes sense but I just had to get this out. 