"Yeah. It's not necessarily for my addiction. but more form my anxiety disorder. But it all comes together. Addiction and mental illness. But yeah, you need to stay in it. I won't ever go a week without it." Thankfully it was once a week and most of the time now it was done through phone if he couldn't make it into the office. "We have rice. we could make some chicke fried rice?"
She was glad that he was taking the steps to keep himself good physically and mentally. That he knew the dangers and what he could lose if he messed up. Some people wouldn't care but he did and that was one reason that she loved him. "I'm proud of you. Proud that you recognize that and take care of yourself. I wish more people did. " Her eyes lit up as he said they had rice. "Perfect, chicken and rice it is!"
“i’m glad that you’re proud of me.” and he was, a lot of people were proud of him. he just hoped he could keep them proud of him rather than hang the pressure of disappointing them all over again. the couple made their dinner and then got into bed to watch their movie before they fell asleep.














