No friends, no job, no life, depressed
Something I cherish about my relationship with Cramer is that we don't worry about hiding shit from each other. I don't care if he's on my phone, he doesn't care if I'm on his, it's this lovely thing called trust.
I say this because I was NOT snooping last night. I was on his fancy phone looking at reddit or whatever when something popped in my mind to Google. I don't even remember what it was, whatever it was started with "n" because just as soon as I entered just that single letter, the autofill for the search box populated with "no friends no job no life depressed" and it crushed my soul.
My sweet Cramer. My dear, dear Cramer. All of these feelings that I'm afraid of living inside, live inside you. I know he feels stuck, like he's in a rut. I don't know how to help him because it feels like I get to preachy or managerial. I suggested therapy before but he doesn't seem interested.
I just feel awful that we are living two wildly different lives under the same roof. I want his life to be as fulfilling as possible but maybe I just overshadow him.
I say this because I was NOT snooping last night. I was on his fancy phone looking at reddit or whatever when something popped in my mind to Google. I don't even remember what it was, whatever it was started with "n" because just as soon as I entered just that single letter, the autofill for the search box populated with "no friends no job no life depressed" and it crushed my soul.
My sweet Cramer. My dear, dear Cramer. All of these feelings that I'm afraid of living inside, live inside you. I know he feels stuck, like he's in a rut. I don't know how to help him because it feels like I get to preachy or managerial. I suggested therapy before but he doesn't seem interested.
I just feel awful that we are living two wildly different lives under the same roof. I want his life to be as fulfilling as possible but maybe I just overshadow him.