“Now I’m one of those crazy girls.”

I only want him to feel loved. I want him to know I care. I want him to feel that he is worth unadulterated persistence and is worth being sought after. Why shouldn't he feel worthwhile as a human being, having a girl look after him and pursue him with a sense of urgency? What if he lets himself go? I have to do this in order to keep him sane. He won't live if I stop. He'll go downhill. His self-esteem will decrease. It's love. I can't stop, because if I stop - I stop loving. I am doing the right thing. I am doing him a favor.