I’m usually on a normal range of feeling on solid ground, so after several traumatic encounters, that feeling has changed to where my world as it was, is no more. I have seen fear in his eyes, those eyes that I never thought would show fear. I lost my footing seeing that fear, I’m walking a shaky plank 20 feet above a volcano and I’m losing my balance, I have nothing to hold onto, no one that I can trust, it’s like the blinding sunlight in one’s eyes, then walking into a room and trying to adjust to the darkness. My Sweetheart, is ill he is broken. I am his rock now, I don’t know how to be that rock but, I’m still here for him, to the very end.