I fear that may be a tall order, and that's probably part of the problem. I have no intentions of adding to her worries there again, but I can't promise her not to die when I know better than to assume. I will promise to use everything I can to stay safe and to keep others safe around me. The two of you included. I won't lie. she'd probably see through that lie right now.
You're going to be a physical wreck for a week or so, but afterwards if you need a moment of rest, call me. The emotional stress is getting to all of us, and Susan's lovely company but she really isn't much of a conversationalist. I would not say no to the company.
she would. I dont know how to make all of this better anymore. things just get worse all the time. like some downward spiral into darkness. and she knows it...
[Maybe that's the flu speaking, maybe it's Max's own dark thoughts after her death. But Deerington seems like an inescapable hell right now.]
i wouldnt say no either. ngl, im hella introverted but i dont think id mind some company. i'll let you know. :)
Sometimes it feels that way, but I still have hope. there's progress in other things, no matter how bad it seems at times. But right now, it might not feel like it.
Give me a call if you need more soup, and if I haven't heard from you in a week or so, I'll send a search party to batter your door down.
[She was content to let the conversation stop there. There was a lot of things that weren't going to be easy to talk about in her current physical state, and with Chloe this much of a wreck it wasn't going to get easier, so she wanted to let Max rest at least for the moment.]
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You're going to be a physical wreck for a week or so, but afterwards if you need a moment of rest, call me. The emotional stress is getting to all of us, and Susan's lovely company but she really isn't much of a conversationalist. I would not say no to the company.
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[Maybe that's the flu speaking, maybe it's Max's own dark thoughts after her death. But Deerington seems like an inescapable hell right now.]
i wouldnt say no either. ngl, im hella introverted but i dont think id mind some company. i'll let you know. :)
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Give me a call if you need more soup, and if I haven't heard from you in a week or so, I'll send a search party to batter your door down.
[She was content to let the conversation stop there. There was a lot of things that weren't going to be easy to talk about in her current physical state, and with Chloe this much of a wreck it wasn't going to get easier, so she wanted to let Max rest at least for the moment.]
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thank you. for everything. for understanding.