Richard’s hands twisted into the material on the back of his father’s shirt, holding onto him like a lifeline, as if he were afraid he’d collapse if he let go. His entire frame shook with another sob that sounded, not having the strength or the will to even look up at —
perhaps it would be time for making an appointment for a therapy for richard , gregory had otherwise no idea what he should do anything else , he was worrying about his oldest son , god , he never had expected that this would happen to his children , this was the last thing +
if richard really and truly understood why he felt the way that he did, it would be much more simple, but he didn’t. he just knew how tired he was and how much he didn’t want to be here.
his frame is trembling when he pulls him into a hug, the only in the room coming from —
hes blinking slightly , without saying a word , he would wrap his arms around him , but soon enough he finally spoke softly ❝ tell me , why you do that, Richie . ❞
I'm an actual nurse, my unprompted opinion is usually after a paywall so I'd say you're not half unlucky. constant tiredness is also a symptom of depression.