slowly going insane (5)

Dear diary,                                    August 17th 1770
I woke up early this morning, before the sun wasn't even up, prepared breakfast, a large one to make up for the conversation I'm about to start. He comes out of the bedroom, confused as to why I'm up this time of day, sits down with me and starts at his breakfast.
"So I have been thinking, you aren't the same as you used to be." I paused and waited for an answer that I never got.
"Do you think eventually you will need to get some help?" I paused again, but got an answer this time around.
"I am not insane, don't worry about me."
"But this isn't normal, this isn't good. I want you to be better, you just have to let me help you"
"I don't need help, leave me be."
I know it's wrong to snitch, but I don't want him to have to keep suffering like this. I personally believe he has gone mental, I made an appointment with a doctor to see if he fits the requirements to go to a psych ward. The doctor and I, waiting on the couch until my husband gets home, walked through the door, confused as to why a doctor is here.
"Lee, this is doctor Brown, he needs to speak with you." I started
Dr. Brown took Lee to another room, it takes nearly 3 hours until they come out, when they do, I get taken to another room.
"It would be the best for Lee to take a small break from his duties at the psych ward, he fits the criteria for insanity." Dr. Brown breaks the news
"How do you want to do it?" I ask
"You need to take him bright and early tomorrow morning, pack a suitcase with his clothing and needed belongings." He finished and walked out
I feel so bad, I don't want to do this to Lee but it's for the best. I hope he gets better, I hope that I'm able to visit.

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