Sometimes people say things out of anger that they don't mean.

One of your happiest moments was saying "I do" to Simon, the love of your life, at the altar. Yet, not everything is perfect. You always knew it was hard for him to open up, to trust. Still, you've worked tirelessly to earn it. And it seems like, little by little, a light started to show through the crack of that door.

But then a few months ago, that door shut tight.

You didn’t see it coming. Everything seemed perfect until, suddenly, he felt like a stranger. After work, instead of a warm hug, he'd simply say, "I'm going to shower." Yeah, he didn't even joke about not closing the door if you wanted to join him. Conversations turned to only practical matters. You began to feel more like roommates than a couple.

You tried to fix it, to talk to him, but the answer was always the same. A cold, "It's okay, I'm just tired."

And at one point, you just couldn't take it anymore.

He came home angrier than usual, tossed his bag aside, and headed straight for the shower. Gathering all your strength, you approached and tested the handle. Locked. Just like his heart. Your voice was barely a whisper, as if you feared the answer. You probably did.

"Simon, can I come in?"

A hard and angry "No" was the answer. Without noticing, a small tear rolled down your eye.

"What's going on?!" - your fist pounded on the door - "Simon, I can't take this anymore, please tell me!"

"We've been over this, you're hysterical" an angry voice came from behind the door.

Perhaps that was the last straw. Your voice trailed off into a desperate scream. "Hysterical?! Why did you even marry me if I'm so ba…"

But he didn't let you finish

"Oh, I wish I hadn't! Biggest fucking mistake of my life!"

And in that moment, it felt like the ground just fell out from under your feet.

No, people don't say things they don't mean out of anger. They mean it. It's just never meant to be heard.