The Rabbit Incident

Euan’s been having a hard time recently. He hasn’t said anything to me (other than how much he loves me, obviously), but I know this because he’s been smiling, happy, laughing hysterically and wanking too much. A clear sign that something is wrong.

Today he had a real cry for help that really proves everything I’ve just been saying. He come home from uni, had a nice little game on the Wii with me and then went to buy some food. That might seem normal, but he bought me a boost and I just can’t condone that.

He told me a story today about how he is stuck between time lines; “If you delete your reason for going back in time, then you’re stuck there. Floating in space without a place, cause you belong nowhere… if you delete your time line. Then he comes back and annoys you when you’re annoying people”. I don’t know what he is talking about either.

Euan also told me today that he wants to buy gauntlets. I didn’t even think they made them anymore. He says you can get some online, that have “cool spikes” up them. I really don’t know what to do for him. His mental breakdown is really sad to watch. It’s like that time in my car when I hit a rabbit. I got really upset and had to get out of the car and move the poor, limp idiot of an ex-rabbit. Euan was in the car with me and got out and tried to kick the poor little bugger. He kicked it so hard that the head came off, which must’ve been hard, because my car at 60mph never managed it. On one hand, I was proud that he has finally managed the kick his Dad always shouted at him to get during Sunday Football League. (which he did for three years (11-14 (he was a late bloomer who never really ever bloomed)))

So yeah, I think we should all do something nice for Euan. If everyone goes onto his Facebook and just posts “cheer up” it’d mean a lot to him and to me, but mostly to him.