He is dying. H was diagnosed a year and a half ago. It was terminal. Now he is going down hill fast.
I’m just not coping. I have no strength left. I just want to curl up in a ball and not wake up anymore. I live on my own and just sit here sobbing not knowing what to do. I feel so lonely and the pain is just so bad.
15 years together and it will be wrenched from me.I honestly have no hope left. No good feelings about anything. I can’t keep the facade that I’m coping for much longer. I really just hate my life and want it all to end. I know I sound selfish but I can’t tell anyone how miserable I am. It’s not right is it? I should be strog for him but I can’t be anymore.