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Hi back! I've been thinking about you and wondering how you are.
I was talking to The Man the other day about my years of living with a mentally ill husband. For some reason, I'd never really talked to him about it and he was amazed at everything I lived with. Living with a mentally ill spouse in some ways is the cruelest form of abuse. One minute some stranger would be trying to drop an anvil on my head a la Wile E. Coyote and the next minute I would get a glimpse of the man I loved and married. I felt like a widow because the man I loved was gone, but a stranger that looked just like him slept in my bed.
I think of you often.
Lots of love and hugs,
Connie
I was talking to The Man the other day about my years of living with a mentally ill husband. For some reason, I'd never really talked to him about it and he was amazed at everything I lived with. Living with a mentally ill spouse in some ways is the cruelest form of abuse. One minute some stranger would be trying to drop an anvil on my head a la Wile E. Coyote and the next minute I would get a glimpse of the man I loved and married. I felt like a widow because the man I loved was gone, but a stranger that looked just like him slept in my bed.
I think of you often.
Lots of love and hugs,
Connie
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