I’m thinking on the latest A drama. Her symptoms are resurfacing and her partner Jason is being a selfish prick imo. He’s breaking up because of how her health condition effects him. Fuck that noise.

I’m reminded of my father when he was dying. I held his hand and felt his life slip away. It was a fucking horrible experience. But, in part due to my father’s overwhelming bravery in the face of inevitable death, I came out a stronger man.

There are a lot of reasons to break out of a relationship. A person being an emotionally toxic and draining leech being one, regardless of their brain chemistry imbalances. But a physical chronic condition? No.

We’re all going to die. Some slower than others. Let’s at least make the time we have together the best possible.