I talked to him about it. He said he doesn't remember any of it.
I feel devastated now. I wanted so badly for that to have been genuine. I miss cuddling with him so much.
We have therapy tomorrow, but I feel so heart broken now. He said he doesn't really have hope for our relationship making it. He has acted angry and distant towards me all day, slamming things, typing really hard on the keyboard. He has never shown anger like that

I hate being so messed up. I hate that I trap him in this relationship. I wish I could let go, but I can't. Every time I think about it, I feel terrified. I feel the same feelings I felt when I found my father dead. I know there's a link, but I don't know how to get over it. I've tried therapy for so long, it just isn't helping. I just keep getting worse. I know having PTSD f!@#s up my chances of recovery, and so does being in a non-supportive relationship.
I just want this hell to end.