...about Mr Ayak. He is showing signs of being very depressed. The deadline for one of the business rental instalments is due tomorrow. He's paid half but he hasn't a cat in hell's chance of paying the rest.
I've been on the phone on and off this morning and he is so low he is talking about not wanting to live anymore. That really worries me. I think he may well have to just walk away from this bloody business for the sake of his health.
In fact I have asked him to come home today. I'm more concerned about him than how much he owes...and I want him here so that I can take care of him. Bugger everyone else...he's done his best and it was clearly not enough. He just feels that he is completely useless.
I should be able to deal with this. It was my job for many years. I suffer from depression myself. I should have all the answers...but I don't really know what to do for the best.
I don't know if I should even be blogging about this, but I'm filling the time. I'm waiting for him to arrive and I'm worried about him getting here on the motorbike safely. I just want him here...home...safe. And it does help my state of mind to write about it. It makes me feel calmer...stronger...and that's just how I need to be now.