Maybe I am kidding myself, but I spend so much time thinking I am doing the right thing. and yet I feel empty inside.
So Jeff has been lamenting about Helen again. I sat across from him today at a restaurant listening to him talk. I felt foolish giving random tidbits of advice and comfort. I can\’t be perfect. I can\’t be the comfort he\’s seeking. I am just like that.
Most of the time, i think he\’s so emotionally unavailable. I just can\’t do anything. But yet I feel lonely inside. I want someone I can claim as my own, but there isn\’t anybody. And I wait. And be patient…