You didn’t hurt them. You just stopped performing or refused to start performing. That’s usually the moment things fall apart. One day, you’re easy to be around. Safe. Grounded. “Such a good listener.” The next, you’re cold. Arrogant. Detached. Suddenly they’re wounded—and somehow it’s your fault. Nothing obvious happened. No argument. No insult. No betrayal. You just didn’t contort yourself to...










