I am writing this from a place of raw, unfiltered truth, a father watching a light go out in real time.
Before you walked into my Blake's life, I watched him inhabit a world of grey. He lived in a self-imposed exile, wrapped in the cold, defensive layers of a past that refuses to leave him. He was a man defined by isolation, and frankly, it was heartbreaking to witness. But then you arrived. It wasn’t just that he became "happy" it was as if the very atoms of his world began to vibrate with life again. You didn't just change him, you brought a warmth into our lives that I hadn't felt in years.
Now, that light has vanished. He pushed you away because fear is a powerful programmer, and when he feels vulnerable, he retreats into the distance he knows best. He is stubborn, trapped in a silent cycle of anger, sadness, and self inflicted harm, and too proud to admit that he is drowning without the anchor you provided.
It is soul-crushing to see him return to that hollow, lonely shell. Lana, I know you love him, and despite the walls he’s built, I know he loves you with a depth he’s terrified to voice. He’s unwell because he’s lost his way back to the heart.
Please, don't let the silence be the final word. There is a connection here that transcends the coldness of his current state. We need that life back. He needs you back.
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