To say I'm fed up would be an understatement.

It affects me just as it affects you. And maybe you're blaming me because you think I'm not doing anything about it.

I don't know what I'm expecting, really. Sympathy probably. But it seems I'm not getting that. I don't know why. I'd expect it from you of all people.

I don't know if it'll be okay after this. I hope so.