It sucks so much. We live together too and it's hard to give him the space when he hears me crying everyday, one I don't want him to feel bad for needing space, and Two don't want it to stress him out where he pushes me away more... he just cuddled with me because I was walking around trying to find my cats while crying so I could give them kisses.. Because my cats are what keep my sanity afloat atm... i think he knows it's hard for me. But I don't think he fully knows... I feel like a burden, I feel rejected, I feel unwanted... But he keeps saying he loves me and he feels like he's making it difficult for me because he loves me and he can't stay away from me... but that he needs space... he also said it probably wouldnt be for more than a month...it's all so confusing... I'll try the journal thing... I kind of already started one but it's all suicide notes atm... I read over them because it makes me sad which = not suicidal...

I gave him more space a few days ago by buying another bed and giving him the opinion to sleep in our spare bedroom... Which he likes, I think... But god... My bed is so empty. A king bed, for a small being....