This is getting hard. Maybe it's not fair to say, but it's getting hard on me. Seeing you like this is hard. It's been so bad for so long. I keep trying to think of what could be this bad for this long but I don't get very far. So I'm in the dark. I'm just so ready for this to be done with. And I'm sure you are more than ready. I miss happy Zach. We have been so good lately. Even through this we seem to be good, you seem pretty good when we hang out. But it's taking a toll. It's hard to stay happy when you are so unhappy. And it's so constant. I mean, I think in the past like week for sure, I've gotten one smile over text. And I really am trying. I think you can see that. I'm trying to be cheerful and attempt to help your mood. But we both know that I don't get very far with that. But I am still going to do my best for you. I'll be here. I'm going to keep trying. But I'm sure we are both hoping that the storm will let up soon. Every storm runs out of rain.
But there has been something amazing. Even with all the shit you are going through, you have still been really caring towards me. You called me that one night about what was wrong. You make sure we don't go away on a bad note. I dunno, I just find that really amazing. You're amazing.
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