Dave and I get on really well, but this week, he has had a lot of work on, which has made it diffecult for us to spend a lot of time together, and also made him grumpier than an old lady who no-one will help across the road. Which in turn, insecure little moo that I am, has made me think he doesn't love me anymore, or worse, never did. I think I know, with most of me, that that isn't true, but I still feel so sad when he doesn't seem to want me around.

He said he was sorry, he was just stressed about all the work he has to do for his degree, but is this an indicator of what it's going to be like?

He didn't hug me last night before we went to sleep, and he didn't hug me this morning, like he always does on a Sunday morning. He just got up and said he was meeting some friends in the bar.

This is making me so sad.