I feel like whenever I'm sick, no ones ever there to really comfort me... I mean, sure my boyfriend has taken me to the hospital before and was there the whole time during my ear surgery. He even bought some soup and meds for me a couple times. But he never says any comforting words, like I'm here for you, or it's gonna get better, and doesn't even ask me if theres anything he could do to help. I have been sick the past few days (even worse tonight), and I could not get to sleep the night before. I was shivering and chattering my teeth and had a fever and my body hurt so bad that I actually was crying. It was 3am. Sure, my boyfriend has to sleep (we live together, by the way), and he has a job to go to, 8-5... But i really felt like I needed some soup to help warm me up and perhaps soothe me to sleep. But there was no way I felt like getting off the couch to get me some... Technically, I could, but I was so miserable I just didn't want to... You all know how that is. Also, there were no clean dishes, so I would have had to clean a bowl too. So, I called my boyfriends cell phone and he picked up in the bedroom. I asked him if he could wash a bowl and make me some soup real quick. He was very grumpy, which is quite understandable considering I woke him up. I told him he didn't have to. But he said, "Well, I guess I could..." and I asked "Are you sure?" and he said, "Not really... " so I said "You don't have to" and he said "its ok... " like one of those disappointing bothered voice. So he got up and washed a bowl and made me some soup. It was really nice... But, i know he didn't want to... I mean, its not like he had to be overly joyous about it, but I wish I had someone in my life who actually wanted to help me when I don't feel good. Someone willing to even volunteer themselves to do something for me. He doesn't even check up on me, see if I'm ok. I wish he did those little things. No ones ever really been there to comfort me much. My needs were overlooked a lot, especially growing up in my family... My boyfriend made me feel like a bother, and selfish, for making him do that for me. I cried a lot, but he went back to sleep. He actually called in today saying he was sick so he didn't go to work. Im sure it wasn't just because he was up for 5 minutes, right?? It reminds me of my dad. Damn i hate how it reminds me of my dad. Cant ever wake him up for any reason, not even when I needed to go to the ER, nope didn't take me... I hate the transference there. he's not my dad. I'm terrified of him turning in to my dad though. But right now, I guess all I want is for someone to rub my back and make me some soup, and run their fingers through my hair, kiss me on my head and say, it'll be ok, I'm here for you... I guess when you are sick, maybe your feelings are heightened or something. I just feel totally insignificant.