I can relate, except in addition to blaming me and the fact that I'm always in a bad mood, he blames his thyroid. Except he's never even been diagnosed with thyroid issues. We barely have contact too and it really is the best thing. Yesterday was a rare day when we talked to just a couple of minutes about our cats and I almost had an outer body experience where I could hear myself talking to him. But my voice wasn't my voice I sounded like a dead person. It was very enlightening. Just remember one day at a time.