Dear Jamie,
I understand you feel enervated, fatigue has been seting in and you are drained of almost all the fight that you have. The frequent constant arguments weighs heavily, the blame is pushed here and there, and finally the giving in because the remembrance of responsibility and guilt overclouds. You need to brace up, and look for a form of invigarator for stimulation and enliven the smiles the crossed your face so easily before.
Deep inside, I can still see the optimism and animation that make up you, and beyond the haze, that strength and gist in you will never subside nor succumb to situations or circumstances that arent on your side. Your load might be dragging you down, but your load does not have to be that heavy. Mentality counts for half the battle. You have someone special who is willing to stay by your side, friends that stick by you, ears who listen, eyes that see and hearts that love.
When I look into the mirror, I see a Jamie whose face wears a perpetual frown, sometimes with a downturned mouth. Yet these expressions are wiped away and eliminated so readily and effortlessly at the little things around you. And then I look into the mirror again and I see the mischevious glints in your eyes and the wide grin that you used to carry around, and still do.Hang in there....
Here's a song...

When the day is long and the night , the night is yours alone ,
when you're sure you've had enough of this life , well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes .
Sometimes everything is wrong . Now it's time to sing along .
When your day is night alone ,
if you feel like letting go, (hold on)
when you think you've had too much of this life , well hang on.
Everybody hurts . Take comfort in your friends .
Everybody hurts . Don't throw your hand . Oh, no. Don't throw your hand .
If you feel like you're alone , no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life , the days and nights are long ,
when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well , everybody hurts sometimes ,
everybody cries . And everybody hurts sometimes .
And everybody hurts sometimes . So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.
(Everybody hurts . You are not alone .)
R.E.M. Everybody hurts.

Love, Jem

Sometimes I wonder, am I that worth it for you to stay by my side.. going through all this with me.. Then.. maybe I shldnt think that much.. and just be grateful for you. And I am.