i wake up every morning only to realize that nothing has been done, no progress has been made. do i have an adequate response? no. in front of you, i've lost confidence. i'm scared to call you, nervous when we do talk, yet i do so wish that we could be like we've always been before - excited, challenged, lots to share, lots to agree and disagree upon. the rubber band snapped, and all that love has suddenly been replaced with tension, futility, frustration, and blankness. i'm having a really hard time, and i keep breaking down.