i know you care.
the fact that you are here, or had spoken to me, or had tried to tell me something funny, or had given me a quick hug, conveys your concern, or at least curiosity about me.
i want to thank you. but i find it too herculean a task to tell it to your face, or even smile genuinely at you. but i feel some warmth, and this warmth makes me want to try harder. i am trying very hard. but it seems that this time, it may take a little longer, a little more effort, and a little more strength to get my act together.
don't rob me of my responsibilities and roles. they are the reason why i pull myself out of bed everyday. otherwise, i would very much prefer to stay in bed, and stuff myself with novels.
and please, please be patient. it won't be long before i return. i must, and i will. for you if not for myself.
