I don't know what to think... he's seeing a therapist now. That's good. But he comes home from a visit to her and I wake at 4 am to him whispering in my hear that I don't love him, I hate him, why do I hang on through all this shit.
I don't know what the f to do. To me, that is one stupid MF if he doesn't realize I love his stubborn ass.
Is it some play to try and make me leave? IDK, but it's making me fing weary deep inside when I need all the strength I can muster.

CG to my husband, Matt. Dx June 2009 Stage IV Oropharengeal SCC right tonsil primary with distant metastases. Rad to neck- Surgeries to lungs- Every avail chemo - ran out of options Jan 2012, called for hospice help Feb 2012, at rest March 19, 2012.