May 28th, 2005

happy

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There is someone I know who is seriously ill. Very seriously. They confided in someone about it, who confided in me about it. To all intents and purposes, I don't know about it. But I do. And I can't hide how I feel about it. So I find myself avoiding this person in order to protect their privacy and that of the person who confided in me.

It's horrible. I'm sure I'll get used to it given time but I'm not totally sure I have that much time.