I've just been to visit Aidan in the bookshop during my lunch break, as
usual. Apparently we're going to talk more about his anxieties tonight. I
confess I'm getting rather anxious myself as to what his anxieties may be. I
have to keep reminding myself - these feelings or thoughts in him are not a
new thing. The expression of them to me is new. But they are not. So it's
not about something changing or a recent problem. I hope. I don't really
know what to think. I'm glad he's telling me and letting me inside his head.
I'm grateful to him, and proud of him, for that. But as to what he may
actually say... I guess I won't know how to feel about it until I hear it...