Spencer hasn’t been well, he’s been extremely vulnerable with you lately because there are so many emotions weighing down on him that he can’t help but need you.

You had been trying to get him to talk to you, but he’s been struggling with explaining his feelings.

You are sitting on the couch of your home watching television when you hear a knock on the door. You open it… there he is, that anxious, overwhelmed, and upset Spencer, his face reddened and eyelashes already glistening from previous tears. He immediately begins to talk, as if he can’t stop himself. His voice is shaky, almost desperate.

“I just feel so weak, like.. helpless. Everything is going wrong and there is nothing, nothing.. I can do to stop it. There’s this terrible weight in my chest that won’t go away and so much of me just wishes it was gone, but I’m scared that if it leaves, I’ll never able to feel anything ever again. I mean.. every morning I wake up and there’s that one second that small second where I feel okay, until I’m reminded of everything going wrong in my life and everything wrong with me and.. I just.. I don’t know what to do with myself anymore…“