Dear Husband,
You
don't know how good you have it. I cook, clean and care for you. I
drive you to the doctor's, I pay for your insurance, your life. For
over 2 years now you have been actively seeking out women to cheat on
me with. I am not sure if and how many times you have actually
succeeded in this. I know why I stay but I don't know if you know why I
am still here.
I am here because you are disabled and I promised "in sickness and in
health". While I don't think anyone would blame me for leaving you, I
don't know if I can be that woman – the one who leaves the physically
and mentally disabled man.
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