Cyrus has been clingier these days than he was before. You can already imagine how much that is.
After the attack on me and Grandpa last week, Cyrus has been insufferable. He doesn't even let me go to the bathroom alone. He follows me around, and we practically live with each other again.
Yes, he has moved in with me now. I refuse to live at my grandpa's house every day, so he moved in with me. He crashes on my couch every night. He cooks all three meals for me. He even went grocery shopping and bought a crazy amount of snacks and soft drinks.
I think he has abandonment issues. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out. He starts getting vertigo when he doesn't see me around him and is only able to sleep and eat properly when I'm around.
And truth be told, I love that I'm the stability in his life. It makes me feel wanted, loved, and needed. I don't tell him that, though. I'm scared.
