That was a beautiful and sad article. Bittersweet but the sweetness was more subtle and powerful than the bitterness. Love, I guess, is the light side of the force, and the dark side is all that is in opposition to that.
My first wife was frustrated with my progressing back problems, and when I had a breakdown after being fired she became more and more angry. One day, after I got back from therapy and told her what was discussed, she said "you're not supposed to be fixing yourself, you're supposed to be fixing our marriage!!". Other things happened, and we divorced soon after.
My partner and I are caregivers for each other. She walks the dogs when I am unable because of back issues, I do grocery shopping when she hasn't had any sleep due to being up all night because of her IBS. We sign "I Love You" to each other when we're on the phone or conference calls. We listen to podcasts together and she rewinds parts because she was intensely focused on a game, and I smile at her because I know that this is how her mind works, and it's wonderful. She understands just what being introverted is, we both avoid the grocery store and its crowds, rather than either of us being frustrated with the other for wanting to stay at home in bed.
Neither of us is perfect, and I know we both cause each other worry and stress. Just like in the article, sitting on the curb waiting for the other to make it through a snowstorm, both literally and figuratively.
I hope you all find people in your lives who accept you for who you really are, and who will be your mutual caregiver, mentally, emotionally, and physically.
My first wife was frustrated with my progressing back problems, and when I had a breakdown after being fired she became more and more angry. One day, after I got back from therapy and told her what was discussed, she said "you're not supposed to be fixing yourself, you're supposed to be fixing our marriage!!". Other things happened, and we divorced soon after.
My partner and I are caregivers for each other. She walks the dogs when I am unable because of back issues, I do grocery shopping when she hasn't had any sleep due to being up all night because of her IBS. We sign "I Love You" to each other when we're on the phone or conference calls. We listen to podcasts together and she rewinds parts because she was intensely focused on a game, and I smile at her because I know that this is how her mind works, and it's wonderful. She understands just what being introverted is, we both avoid the grocery store and its crowds, rather than either of us being frustrated with the other for wanting to stay at home in bed.
Neither of us is perfect, and I know we both cause each other worry and stress. Just like in the article, sitting on the curb waiting for the other to make it through a snowstorm, both literally and figuratively.
I hope you all find people in your lives who accept you for who you really are, and who will be your mutual caregiver, mentally, emotionally, and physically.