Last night was better. Some of the pain seemed to drain away. It's not gone, but it's not demanding all of my attention right now. SpaceBazzar and I talked some on the phone in the afternoon and that seemed to help. We weren't talking about anything big and important, we were just talking. I think that helped me think of him as a friend or companion again, instead of just the source of my pain. Things were easier between us when he got home. Yesterday morning he sent me a message saying he wanted to tell me about the struggles he was having but didn't know if I cared or if it would make my day worse. I want to know. Not necessarily for my sake, but i want to be able to support him and I want him to be open. Not just honest, but really open. I want us to be open with each other. He told me about some struggles yesterday and today. He was open about them. I didn't have to search his eyes to see if he was hiding something and then try to pry the information out. He opened up and volunteered the information. I was proud of him for the way he handled the temptation and I was very pleased with the way he shared with me.