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[Setting: John Gottman's counseling office, the atmosphere is tense and heavy with raw emotions. JANE and JOHN sit across from each other, visibly distraught and on the brink of breaking. The song "No Children" by The Mountain Goats echoes in the background, intensifying the heart-wrenching atmosphere. John Gottman sits in silence, allowing the couple to express their pain.]

John Gottman: (softly) Jane, John, I can sense the immense pain you both are carrying. Let's create a safe space here to let it all out. Please, speak from your hearts.

Jane: (tearful and shaky voice) I thought love was supposed to conquer all, but now I feel like it's tearing us apart. I can't bear the constant fighting and feeling like we're drifting away.

John: (voice trembling) I don't know how we got here. We used to be so in love, but now it feels like there's nothing left.

John Gottman: I'm here to help you both understand what's led to this point. Can you share what you believe contributed to this breakdown in your marriage?

Jane: (struggling to hold back sobs) We stopped talking. I mean, really talking to each other. And when we do, it turns into these bitter fights. I feel so alone.

John: (in a mix of anger and sadness) I'm drowning in my own insecurities, and it's like I'm pushing you away because I can't deal with my own demons.

Jane: (voice breaking) But I'm here for you, John. Why can't you see that? Why do you keep pushing me away when all I want is to help?

John: (frustrated) Because I'm scared! Scared that I'm not enough for you, that I'm not enough for anyone.

Jane: (tearfully) You are enough for me. I chose you because I love you. But it's hard to keep loving someone who won't let me in.

John Gottman: (softly) John, it's understandable to feel scared and vulnerable. But shutting out those who care about you won't make the pain go away; it only isolates you further.

John: (looking defeated) I know, but I can't seem to break free from this darkness inside me.

Jane: (reaching out, but hesitating) I want to help you, John, but I can't do it alone. We need to be in this together.

John Gottman: Jane, your support is essential, but John needs to take steps to address his struggles too. John, are you willing to work on yourself and your relationship with Jane?

John: (teary-eyed) I don't know if I can change. I'm afraid I'll keep hurting her.

Jane: (desperate) I don't want to give up on us, but I can't keep living like this, feeling unimportant and unloved.

John Gottman: (gentle) Change is challenging, but it's possible with effort and support. Both of you have to be committed to making it work.

Jane: (looking at John) I'm willing to try if you are. But we need to be honest and open with each other.

John: (sniffles) I don't want to lose you, Jane. I love you, and I'm willing to try too, even if I'm scared.

John Gottman: (nodding) That's a courageous step, John. Remember, healing takes time, and it's essential to give yourselves space to grow. I suggest we continue individual sessions and explore ways to rebuild trust and communication.

[The song "No Children" by The Mountain Goats continues to play, underscoring the raw pain and vulnerability in the room as the session unfolds.]

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