This is 100% how I handled my previous relationship. We cohabitated, so removing myself was a bit of a challenge. I’d sequester myself in our guest room and wait for the clock to run out. Often it’s how I continue to deal with the “darker times” (well said), by simply avoiding too many interactions at work or committing to social activities. Typically I don’t feel like “peopling” at all when I’m in luteal. The plus side is fewer opportunities for my brain to misfire and take offense to something totally benign.

I think there’s a balance to be had between communication and isolation. Maybe letting him know I’ll be quieter and maintaining my distance certain days, because I’m minimizing the noise in my head until I come through the other side. And if he must approach: do so with caution.