u/Joy4no1

I don’t even know where to begin, but I need to say this somewhere because I feel like I’m drowning.

My husband has been in rehab for 3 years. Three years. It feels like life split in half and we’ve been forced to live on opposite shores.

He has a trach, acute kidney failure, and needs so much care. He is hurting, lonely, and I can feel that loneliness in him every time I leave. I work, so I can only be there about two days a week, and it tears me apart. It feels like we’re married but living apart in this cruel, exhausting limbo.