The two feet between our chairs felt more like miles. How did we get here? Is it possible to experience kindness and love toward each other? Forever seems too long. I’m tired. I sat genuinely confused. How could I fix our marriage when I didn’t understand how it became broken? We hadn’t experienced a huge crisis in our marriage. So why did it feel like we disliked each other so much? Why were we simply tolerating each other? Where had the intimacy gone? Could we ever get back to a place where we were excited to be married to each other? The fact that I didn’t have a reason for our lack of connection bothered me even more. So I did some digging. And it turns out, we weren’t alone.