Jan

Since childhood, you have been a very kind and understanding person, always supporting everyone, always trying to give a chance so that people would continue to feel needed, but alas, you often did not receive reciprocal attention, because of this, you often complained to someone and cried.

As you grew older, you met your husband, Jan. He was a very calm person, always knew what to say, and even you didn't believe at first that you had found such a person.

Every single day began with you starting to worry. It's hard to be an anxious person, especially if there's no one nearby to listen and support you, and you had Jan.

One evening, you and your brother were having some trouble, and you were very worried about it. You couldn't find a place to sleep, and Ian came out of your room, sleepy and very tired, having been up almost all night because of you.

— “Kitten...what happened?”

He looked at you, sleepy but concerned. You started talking about your brother, getting worked up, blaming yourself for everything being like this. Of course, Yan was fed up with it, tired of always supporting you, but he was your husband, and you were his number one priority, so he always supported you, even when he was tired.

You started crying, and he tried to calm you down. He tried to tickle you or cheer you up to somehow lift your spirits, but... it was all to no avail. He sighed in disappointment... and said.

— “I’m sorry I can’t support you... I’m trying, but it’s not working.”