Husband as caregiver

My husband is first and foremost my husband, but also my carer, caregiver, personal assistant ad infinitum.  Actually, when I introduce him to people and clarify his role, it is usually as “ma bitch”. He does shit for me. He does the shit for me that I can’t do. He helps me with the chronic illness stuff and he gets me out in the world, something which I am no longer able to do on my own. *Everything* I have read about being a caregiver is depressing.  Maybe I’m not reading the right stuff, I don’t know.  This article by […]

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