Hard times: Geteilte Freude ist doppelte Freude, geteilter Schmerz ist halber Schmerz

It: It all sounds like a fairy tale what you are telling here...
You: Yes, it is. Really. Most of the time.
It: Most of the time?
You: There are also hard times. Times, when you feel lonely, desperate or sick. When you would just need someone to make for you a cup of tea, take care of you, or just hold your hand. And his hand is many kilometers away. Those are the hard times.
It: And how does it feel?
You: Bad. But the worst are those stupid thoughts which always come to cover your mind.
It: Like?
You: I don't know, just stupid thoughts. Like, that maybe he is happy that he is not with you because he could also get sick. That he doesn't have to take care of you and can enjoy instead nicely his time. I don't know, you know those thoughts, right? They are coming sometimes to everyone.
It: Yes, I know. But what you do then with these feelings?
You: Just wait. They always disappear when you don't give them an attention. And I try not to.
It: Why?
You: Because I know there is no truth in them.

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