I'm sort of lost for words, as to how to react about it. I just can't find the words. That's why I said nothing back, when you told me. It doesn't mean that I don't care. It's trying to know what to say. I didn't want to come across as being typical. I knew you wouldn't have wanted that. It was just easier to nod at what you told me. I don't want you constantly thinking about how ill you are. I want to make sure you're cheered up. This is why I hardly talk to you about it. Me, asking you, how you are, is just that, but if you ever want to talk about your illness, feel free. I understand that it's hard to take it in. I think we all find it just as difficult to know you've got it.
