My last post was written in in the midst of a panic attack. I know he’s allowed to have bad days, just that the timing sucked. A lot. My own mind was not right; very self-focused on my own potential disease, knowing that there would be almost no way I could withstand this personal mental [...]
Looks like we are in a low point. Part of me wants to hit and scream and cry and shout “F*ck you! Not now! Not when I need you… not when I’m worried and waiting to find out if I’m sick!”. The other part just wants to make it all better, to hold him – [...]
I hate having to second-guess myself or, rather, his emotions. Is a grumpy mood just that; a grumpy mood? Or is it a precursor to something more… Sometimes I see such sadness in his eyes and I can’t help but question: “Are you coming back up for air soon, or have you slipped too deep [...]