Like, I know he's not doing well. He literally told me he's doing bad, that he's stressing out. But when I ask them what's up they just reply with "I don't want to talk about it". And I KNOW that this is totally fine and that I should be able to accept that. But I just can't!! Sometimes I can, sometimes I can't.
I fucking hate that there are good days where I literally couldn't care less and I'm like "aight, you do you honey" and then there are days where I just feel helpless and even worse about myself because I can't help him. I'd love to just be there for him, to let him rant to me and maybe I can come around and we can cuddle and he'll feel better.... But I just CAN'T deal with being in the unknown!! I hate it!!!!