Pretty much all Gavin talks about anymore are his missions. On occasion he mixes things up by tossing in some tidbits about his latest tablet game.
I’m so burnt out from hearing this stuff. I can’t take anymore of it right now. Not only is it a constant reminder of where he’s at right now but it’s just too much to process.
Right now everything centers around My Little Pony and the Equestrian universe.
Gavin’s talking about having to infuse his blood into one of the ponies to cure her of being poisoned by the radioactive moon of canus lunus. All this time and I still don’t know what the fuck that even is.
We have eight more days until he’s back at the psychiatrist’s office for an evaluation. I just know we’re going to have to bump his meds up because if we don’t counter this whole thing soon, I’m worried that we may not be able to.
I’m trying so hard to be patient. I’m trying so hard to just suck it up and listen to him endlessly go on about how he’s saved the day by doing something really strange, dangerous or just plain creepy.
The delusions of grandeur are getting out of control and we need to rein him in.
I’m at a loss anymore.
Gavin has only been home for a couple of hours and it already feels like he’s been talking to me forever. Any benefit I received from the time off was just sucked out of me, along with all the oxygen in the room.
I feel terrible for even thinking these things but my goodness, this is both physically and emotionally exhausting.