I spoke to ShW last night.
"I can't seem to find the reasons to justify this heavy dark cloud that is engulfing me".

With ShW, I need not explain myself. She gets it.
That's why we are good friends.
We talked about our sleep patterns, coping mechanisms, work, doctor appointments and meds.

She listened patiently as I filled her in with the things which have happened for the past month.

"That's when I knew I could no longer be friends with her anymore.
It's tragic, but I can't allow myself to be treated that way.
I need to care and love myself more than this relationship."

There was silence.
I heard a "hmm...."