What is the one moment within the last 24 hours you are most likely to remember in 10 years?

We had a fight this morning, it put me down for the entire day. I sat on the couch for hours, staring into space and thinking, occasionally it welled up into quietly crying, trying to get out of it and being unable to. He tried to cheer me up and make me laugh the entire time. Usually he's successful, and a few times he got through and I'd chuckle or laugh lightly. But it was all filtered through the haze of depression, and nothing really got through. I could tell he was trying, though, and that did make a difference. The whole day slipped through my fingers, and next thing I knew it was almost midnight. We interacted a bit and he mentioned getting some hard cider and snacks and watching a movie, doing something together to try and pull me out of it, but I still couldn't break past the foggy delirium. Everything feels impossible. I felt bad for turning the attempt at lightening the situation into something serious, but I couldn't keep it in my head. I couldn't pretend Id be fine.

"I woke up in a panic and all I wanted was any form of kindness. The opposite happened. Normally I can recover from whatever moody comment, but I was already vulnerable, I was already down." I couldn't maintain my voice, and it wavered into crying, "I just can't get back up today." I said shakily, through tears I couldn't hold back. I hung my head and hid my face behind a curtain of hair, as I regained the courage to stand up and go compose myself in the kitchen. Each step felt heavy, the depression weighed on every part of me.
I came back, put on my jacket and counted my cigarettes, "You do make me happy, so easily, without having to do anything at all." I looked at the ground, and in that defeated, calm tone you hear from someone who's reached a threshold, a tone I heard from third person more than from my own self, said, "But having that much control positively, also means you have it negatively, and that's just how it is."

There's been a lot going on, from the lack of anything actually happening in our lives, from lack of progress, lack of productivity, lack of opportunity. These are the dying throes of a relationship that had so much potential, and an amazing bond of friendship that almost seemed scripted, it was all so on point. It could have been so much more, and if we had anything, wouldn't be in its final moments. I know I've made a lot of mistakes, and were both far from perfect. We've both had good relationships and we've both had hellish ones, and this time, it was something, more. "Like all the others were knock-off brand love." He said, putting it pretty accurately.
We'll be fine, its the end of a relationship, not the end of the world. But damn, damn does it hurt.

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