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I’m going to get tired and go to bed and Jay will right around that same time or shortly thereafter wake up and go play on his computer. He’s been taking lots of naps lately. I’m really starting to get worried about his health, too, but he brushes it off when I bring it up. It’s not like there’s nothing at all he can do about it, he’s just being damn stubborn, and it’s really frustrating. And I can’t really do anything at all… I feel as though my wrists are shackled (and not in a good way.) I hate feeling this helpless, and I hate seeing him feeling cruddy all the time. I just wish he’d do something to take care of himself… I don’t want to watch him slowly killing himself off, and that’s how it feels sometimes and there’s nothing I can do about it…

1 Comment

  • Anonymous

    September 26, 2000 at 11:54 am

    jay-boy

    …hmmmm… sensing the frustration, seems like a past mirror of my life! I guess you just gotta love him lots, j.l., and make sure he knows that with all his heart.

    -jinx