Sunday’s are my lazy day. I rarely do anything (even write) and generally just try and zone out. I do things like watch anime, read manga, read novels, watch the Cowboys game, and harass my big brother until that cute little vein in his forehead (I call it Fred) pops out.
Today, I spent it in the hospital with Rebecca (who still hasn’t left my side) watching him sleep.
He has yet to regain consciousness. He’s otherwise healthy; the doctor’s say he has a good chance of snapping out of this. His best friend, the person that was driving the car, wasn’t so lucky: he died about 13 hours ago. It’s going to devastate my brother when he learns.
I want to take a moment and thank all of you for sending us good wishes and vibes – I feel them, and they are very much appreciated. I mean that. I honestly appreciate the time you take out of your day to think about the gravity of our situation. It’s touching, and very much needed. You guys are the only thing keeping me from having a mental break.
You and Rebecca. I don’t deserve her love and sympathy right now, but it speaks volumes about her character that she’s giving it. You know who’s not giving it? Ivy, AKA face seat. She knows what’s going on, knows how it’s affecting me, yet hasn’t reached out at all. So, fuck her. And I hope she’s reading this. If you are, don’t bother texting me, calling me, or coming over anymore. You’re dead to me. Even if Rebecca and I don’t get back together, she’s being my rock in all this, even though she has absolutely no reason to be. She is ten times the woman that you are.
In every single way.
I’m lucky to have her. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so quick to break it off with her…I have a lot of thinking to do…
Until tomorrow loves.
Keep me (and my brother) in your thoughts.
“In my heart, I really don’t care who you love, same sex or not; as long as you have the ability to love, that’s the important thing here.”
– Tracy Morgan