The outer relationship mirrors the inner one, which is why so many women either return to the abuser or move on to the next abusive relationship.
One simple way of sparking the relationship again is to recall how you felt when you first fell in love and the times you shared together.
We learn that no amount of heartbreak will ever make us forget who the fuck we are, what we bring to the table, and just how amazing we all are.
Merge with me in the ecstatic life force energy, no longer limited to mere physical lovemaking, but ever expanding in all that we do.
My sisters and I watched it for years. It made us angry, so we chose emotionally damaged boy/men at early ages. They divorced theirs. I stayed. And left.