Look, I’ve tried to learn to accept the fact that, like it or not, I’m stuck in this chair for the long haul. No, its not the life that I always pictured for myself. I wanted to be a dancer and work on film and all that stuff. Well, I can’t dance anymore, but I can still work on film. I’m not going to try and take you away from Alex and the babies. I could never do that.
I know all that, Artie. That’s why I said what I did earlier. You can still work on film but not the way you originally wanted. And I know I sound like I keep rubbing this in your face, and I feel really bad about it, but.. I just know that- that wasn’t what you wanted and you.. Saying that you love every second of it with a gigantic grin on your face is complete and total bull. I didn’t say you would, Artie. Not to mention that they aren’t even babies anymore, good lord. Alex sees them more than me. I barely see my family thanks to teaching.
Can we please not talk about that kind of subject? It’s a literal tear-jerker to think about and I’m ..not dealing with it.