I've been taking care of my man who is fighting stage 4 cancer. It's a 24/7 job. I am sorry if I am about to sound selfish, but I am tired. I am tired of doing everything for him, I am tired of doing everything he wants. Yes, I allowed this. Yes, I agreed. It breaks my heart to watch the love of my life fight to stay alive.
He won't let me do anything for myself anymore. Meaning, have lunch with a girl friend. Go to the store alone. Even listen to the music i want to at the moment. I don't understand his behavior in this. If I talk with him about it, we argue. It's getting worse. I don't know who I am anymore.