… if she wants to, and I think it’s okay that I did that, given my situation (the dementia and the accompanying depression).
She is 61, but looks 15 years younger than that (runs in her family), and I cannot see letting her go without whatever she needs.
Sometimes, I am so withdrawn that I cannot even smile at her or give her a hug without being asked, and that just isn’t the way it’s supposed to be.
So far, I’ve gotten the “Don’t be silly, I married you for better or worse the first time and that’s what I married you for the second time too!”
Doing it all: Seeing the shrink, going for counselling twice a month, topping out on all kinds of meds (which are more than likely causing the “problem”).
What the fuck else can I do??
And NO! I’m not thinking of doing myself in! Just wondering if I might not be better off living completely alone?
I’ve even looked into going into a monestary-type thing, but who’s gonna take some washed-up psychiatric “headache” like me?
Yeah, I know: “Go back and read paragraph #4 up there, Quasi!”
Sorry, but that doesn’t work for me.
That woman deserves better.
Thanks for letting me “vent”. I don’t know what I’d do without y’all.
Q