Another long afternoon in this chair... waiting for the transfusion to finish. I hate how weak I feel, but I just can't let her see me like this. She already looks at me with so much suspicion, like I'm some kind of stranger. If she only knew why I'm actually staying out late, maybe she wouldn't be so convinced I'm being unfaithful. I just want my old life back. π #Loneliness #TryingToBeStrong