Two years ago, I met a woman on a chat line, she has MS, and we became friends. I am a caregiver to a ill man of 60 and have been an Aide to a fellow with MD. As the woman and I got to know each other, we feel in love (?). She was in a bad living arrangement and was kind of a hostage. the people she, said, were taking her SSI checks etc. We had some arguments and she lied to me about minor things and so on, but I deeply cared for her. she had become my best...and ..only friend. After about a year, I drove 150 miles to rescue her. I knew she had MS and needed use of a wheel chair. However, she NEVER informed me that she was she was a in so bad of shape that she is nearly permanently a bed ridden. I loved her an took the challenge. I brought her home and fast became less a "boyfriend" and more of a 24 hour a day nurse,...way above my pay grade, as it were. As time went on, she had to go into a care home for bad bed sores. I felt relived to have the break after * mouths. I was lost, sad and needed help to keep going if she were to return home. I went to see her everyday for hours and she wasn't getting better. We got in to an argument and her aunt moved her far away. I again felt a strange relive. I never stopped caring or loving her, I just could t be her nurse. LONG story short, we argued again on new years eve... a bad one. I haven't spoken to her since. there are a few details missing, but I don't think SHE wanted to come home to be with me. I don't know what I ever did but care.