Going to assume she isn't coming back this time...

This is the longest and harshest ghosting yet. I appreciate everyone on here that has been so supportive. If I do hear from her again, I'm open to working on things and setting up some boundaries. But the hope is starting to wear me out. My brain is fried. My heart is sore.

I'm going to assume she's gone for good. It's the only way for me to cope at this point. Screw this disease. She was a damn good one. The sweetest person I've ever known turns into a heartless succubus with no warning. We've spent months repairing from the last episode only to be back at square one. She loves me a lot, but her illness is stronger than she is.