Lee kept on complaining about how insecure he was like a little boy who wasn't spoilt enough and it made me feel sad for him that after all this time, after all the love I poured out for him, he was still unsatisfied with himself. I left the chambers when I had enough, he pulled me in a tight hug. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry" he said crying hysterically as if he was going through something all this time but he was afraid of telling me.
I could understand how parenthood got better of us, I was neither the stable one but unlike him I was trying to patch everything together while he was falling apart. Perhaps it was all too much for him, but so it was for me and yet I had put on a straight face and trying to keep us all together while he was on the loop.
