Don ' t Let The Sun Go Down On Me

I want to write, but I am still not sure what to write, I am unsure what to think about my mother passing, my friend ' s suicide is creeping back into my mind, but I am keeping it together. Sad songs - I have learned to stay away from sad songs.I guess I had the flu for several days, not sure how many. Mark decided to basically vomit all of his issues with me all at once right when I told him I felt sick and was going to bed. I told him it was not good timing, but he basically made me sit there and listen. It was a big waste of time. I know I sat there for awhile but what he said, I have very little idea. I did not know at that time I was really sick.I went to bed, and Mark said I was in bed for several days - 3 or 4. Did he come check on me during any of that time? No. Did he help with Bailey, who was loyally by my side all of that time? No.Maybe that does not seem like a big deal, but I was totally out of it. I do not know for sure, but I may have been waking up every 10-12 hours, and was so weak and unsteady. During the short amount of time I was awake, I took care of any needs I had and that Bailey needed. Then I fell back into bed and I guess passed out again.All of the regular flu symptoms - painful body aches, weird, must have been feverish dreams, bad headache, etc. I do not understand how he could just leave me like that. And there was nothing to eat.I have to move past that.It ' s just there ...
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