Loneliness is a depressing sort of thing to feel, especially when you aren’t alone. It’s difficult to break the feeling of isolation. Harder still to overcome the feeling of being unwanted be it imaginary or not.
Distance between people who should love one another is a disastrous thing. It dissolves trust. Worst still when the trust has already been corroded by pointless, hurtful lies and disregard of reasonable requests. Even worse when those reasonable requests have to do with avoiding behavior that will only cause an attachment of convenience and false intimacy to expand into a pathetic infatuation that will cause nothing but pain to everyone connected.
Feeling unloved by the one you’ve married is worse then loneliness. They are forever distant and too busy with the problems of people they’ve never met, have no respect for, and who do nothing but send them deeper into depression. People who the acquaintance of they incessantly complain of while stoutly refusing to desist the connection for no reason they can come up with.
No time to even smile at you anymore or give an ounce of thought to anyone but their own self. Too absorbed in their precious texting conversations with those they claim to despise to even half pay attention to a conversation by the people around them they state to love.
What sort of life is this? One party trying their hardest while the other gives nothing but empty promises. No life indeed. Not one worth mentioning, anyway.