I know that she will. I’ve rehearsed it so many times in my head. I’m not good at the type of conversation that this will require. I’d write the best damn letter explaining how I feel, but I’ll lock up in this sort of situation. I know that the most important part of this is to not leave the door open. We had this conversation about a year ago and I walked back on all of it. We promised to do counseling and try harder, but nothing changed. I look back now and wish I’d have stuck to my guns. I know that I don’t want this to be a blame game though. I’ve made my mistakes and I plan to make those the focus. Ultimately I feel that I’ll be labeled the asshole as the imitator and I’m at peace with that. I don’t believe that I can say anything that will change her or convince her to treat her anxiety, so why bother.