Matt,

I wish your passport hadn't been delayed. Why a guarantor who lives outside of your house is required is beyond me, because you'd think parents could do that for their kids, but we slog through. I also don't know why you have to wait until this weekend to ring your mum's friend, but I don't want to question it because then I sound like a dick. You're a big boy; you know what's best for you. And if you do/did mess up, well, we learn from our mistakes. It's ok.

The past few days, you've noticed how down you've been, and you've finally started really noticing how much it's affecting us; probably because you realized you've spoken maybe 20 minutes total to me. I know we'll float on all right, and I know things will right themselves. But it doesn't stop me from needing to take a step back, because my worry is starting to make me physically ill. How can I not be concerned when I see how much my heartmate suffers?

At least you know it's not right, and you know it needs to be better. But I can't hold you responsible and get angry when you're dealing with a lot of chaos that's so clearly what's making you down.

Yes, love, you owe me snuggles, love, and reassurance. I look forward to it when you're ready and able. Until then, let me be your leaning post, ok?

I love you.

~Your Mari

*sighs* May cannot come fast enough.