i wish the nightmare portion of my life would stop.
I no longer feel like what I do is good enough.
I no longer feel appreciated.
We haven't even been gone from our house more than an hour and I've already apologized three times
For things that aren't my fault.
I wonder why I was picked to the one to go through this.. I chose to be here. I chose to stay. I knew it wouldn't be easy.. But why was I picked to be given this option ?

What have I done to deserve to be treated this way ?

The more this happens the more alone I feel.

who you are as a person.

There are times when I am scared that his injuries will become who I am.

I'll stand behind him instead of stand on my own.