Dear Diary,
Kemper is lying in his recliner getting his antibodies right now. I can't drive (legally) so his friend who is a nurse offered to come to our place. I hope he gets better after getting this.
There is really no change in how Kemper is feeling. I hope he gets better soon.
My feelings have not changed at all about myself. I keep thinking if I stay busy and distracted that it won't get worse. I cried in the bathroom for a half hour this morning and I don't know why. I cry myself to sleep. I am getting good at hiding all of that from Kemper. I don't think he suspects anything.
I just want him to focus on getting better. Not all my shit! He deserves someone so much better than me. I hope he finds that someday.