3-29-23
It hurts my heart and soul so fucking bad to watch your heart break like this. My heart is breaking because of his diagnosis too, but to have to watch my love go through this?
I would change everything if I could. One of the hardest things for me to grasp is that my savior complex won't actually save anybody in a situation like this. I can give and give and give and give, but at the end of the day, he is still dying and my heart is still breaking and so is yours. I will personally fight gods and devils and whoever is in charge of making these kinds of decisions. I wish I believed in prayer, I've been half tempted to try even though I know it's pointless.
But I can't fix this one. And it won't get better. One day, a year down the line, he won't be able to sing. And another year after that, he'll be gone. And I don't know if I can handle that and handle watching you handle that. Life isn't fucking fair, I hate it here.


















