Demand Avoidance

Anxiety, control, or a high need for autonomy?

When I look back on our marriage, way markers appear. The day my husband left me waiting for him in a restaurant stands out. When I texted and then phoned to see if he was coming, I got crickets. No response. I sat at a table for two, fuming, ghosted by a man I slept next to every night, the person closest to me in the world.

That morning, I had asked La…