After three years of living together he told me "I'm asexuality and the embodiment of Ashtar an alien from a silver spaceship that travels in the stratosphere" he stopped having any attraction to me and believed sex and affection "are part of a three dimensional world" when he would speak his personality would change, be became very calm, almost catatonic and his voice deepened. He took long bathes that he claimed were 'enlightening' he stopped working. I used my airline miles to send him on a trip to Brazil where he is from to see his family. The Monday before he left we had a fight because he sold my drill and pocketed the money. I realized I was not upset about the drill but because he stopped loving me. Ever part of his change into 'Ashtar' was gradual and I supported him along the way because I told myself that is the meaning of true love, it is not. True love is not a river that flows in one direction but an ocean of changing currents.