Me, Myself and I:
I'm just not too sure what to do with the whole home-life because Oedipus isn't spending as much time as he used to at home. And as I mentioned before, I still don't know whether that's because I did something wrong or it's because the stress is just really getting to him. Part of me is slightly worried because I know that something is wrong and I don't know how to fix it.
I'm worried about him. I've finally gained some courage to ask him about it but he is isn't willing to talk to me about it, he's just saying that it is confidential stuff about work and that he can't talk about it. But that's strange, you know? He's never quite acted like that before even though he's under stress, and we both know that he isn't telling the truth but he isn't willing to admit such a thing, which is really annoying me.
But I'm not going to call him out on it just because he's been under so much stress lately that I don't want to mention anything that's bad. I've always felt that going home is a kind of "safe enclosure" that everyone should be able to experience when they go home, so I've never been one for "Spill your secrets!" I think I'd much rather family members open up by themselves without you asking...we'll see how that turns out. I have faith in him.
- Jocasta
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