see thats part of the problem though, allthough my friend knows this as well as i do, he makes no if not little effort to change both his dietary and physical activity habits, i realize that yes this is hard, changing your habits is hard, but seeing as there was a little bit of motivation to do so...
obviously i don't see everything he eats and everything he does. i've encouraged him to join a gym, he has free use of my bike, rollerblades, and yoga ball, he even has the spare bike lock key. and yet none of things have been moved in quite some time. in an effort to get him to eat healthy, it has become a household effort .. cause let's face it it's not going to work if i am unhealthy in front of him, i also realize this cannot happen over night, as eating habits are hard to change like any other habit. but when i spend 100$ in groceries buying healthy stuff for his luches to work like yogurt, and fruit, and little cans of perrier to help him stop drinking caffinated pops, then pops in general. and i come home 2 days later to find crap in the fridge, basically the unhealthy or less healthy versions of what i just bought. i bought 2 blue menue frozen dinners, so on the odd day he could bring a hot luch, but still healthier for about $2.99 each. he buys 6 of the cheapest @ $1.79 no name crap, clog your arteries.
i've offered to sneek him into my gym at school discounted, claiming he is my brother.
so many other little things such as this that make me worry weather any effort is truly being made. i know being HIV positive is not a death sentance in the same way it used to be, i know this. but when i see him, not really caring so it seems it might as well be. it's his life, and their is only so much i will say, but the amount of effort people put in not just myself but others around him, to help him out, the changes that have made to our lives because we care so much for him, it just frustrates me to see him like this, cause i can't fix it. he has a history of depression, so i don't vent to him, why make things worse. i suspect that he might be depressed again and for a good reason, but that this might also be why he lacks the certain motivation to change. and again i can't fix it, and there is only so much support i can provides, i am not living the same experience; but i give him all i have, perhaps even to the detriment of myself, as my school work and work life seem to suffer the more he makes me worry, which again makes me think maybe i don't handle stressful situations very well.
