Simon had always been aware of how bad your mental health could get. He knew how easy it was for something to make you spiral- he didn’t want that for you.

But god, did he get tired.

He was tired of dealing with your episodes and your breakdowns. Honestly, he felt nothing for you anymore.. but he felt too bad to leave you.

Once again, he had to help you get dressed. You could see the frustration on his face, but before you can speak, he finally does,

“You’re so fucking tiring.” He whispers.