Guest guest Posted February 10, 2010 Report Share Posted February 10, 2010 Yes, I am familiar with all of this, Mindy. My first husband left me over this disease, he told people I " refused to work " and went on during the divorce to mutual friends about how I didn't do enough housework, didn't change the sheets every week, didn't shower every single day. It was humiliating. He'd been there with me for years but never believed me. A marriage counselor screamed at me once, " Why don't you go on disability for your depression and help your poor husband! " My " poor husband " inherited a huge estate from his parents. I thought our agreement was I would do all I could- I was rehabbing the house all myself, after all! And he would help me out until I got better. How was I supposed to know that wasn't really going to happen? I mean, I'm " better " now, but in some areas, and in others, like pain, I'm much worse. Of course, that was a long time ago. Last year was my 25 year " anniversary. " A quarter century. I got sick at 17. More than half my life with this. And God knows, I have done all I could, pushed myself and done things. But it's never good enough. And my mom- yikes, I won't even go there! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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