May 3, 2019:
She said, "I love the way you touch me." Then we broke up.
Fear of intimacy, insistence on shouldering all burdens without help, mistrust of others' good intentions. Her, not me. I was thrilled by the intimacy, generous with offers of assistance, totally certain she meant well.
Ultimately it was, I think, the difference in our ages that did us in. She wasn't ready, and probably won't be for a very long time.