Wife believes I will leave one day due to her illness.

Let me start by saying we believe we are making the best of our lives and wouldn't change anything. Honestly, I think she just has this tucked in the back of her mind because most aspects of our lives are too good to be true with regards to our compatibility.

Our life is thus, I am her caregiver for her condition, Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, and I wanted to post this for 2 reasons. First, for anyone else who might be affected by this disease and looking to read something supportive; Second, to share my vision of what marriage really means.

For those who are unfamiliar with this sickness it is mainly understood as chronic fatigue syndrome. It's is characterised by a multitude of symptoms but mainly by non-restorative sleep and brain-fog. Her short term memory and her balance have completely gone to shit in the 3 years but she is still able to keep up with her job.

We have a pretty sweet arrangement. We've managed to get jobs at the same company so we can carpool since she is unable to drive. We haves the same flexible schedule that gives us every other Friday off for those doctor appointments. Got her a mobility chair to cut down on her energy expenditure through the day, and I get to load that heavy bastard in and out of the car. We have 5 cats that she is able to feed each night while I scoop the litter boxes every day. I handle all the cooking and cleaning around the house, which maintenance cleaning is easy as long as you stay on top of it. I'm at her beck and call pretty much any way you imagine. We've been married 7 years and we decided children weren't for us and I got a vasectomy at 29 years old.

At home we spend our free time in our "caves" and I come running if she calls. She will periodically ask me if there are any problems or probe me to tell her if there is anything she can do. I think this complete paranoia on her part as she reads other people's experiences with caretaker relationships failing. Apparently at some point dr Phil opened his fat head about how he guarantees that 100% of caretaker relationships fail, so that didn't help. I ain't going anywhere.

She has no idea how good I think I have it, despite all the times I've told and shown her. As long as she gets my best care and the housework stays managed, I get to live my days out as a man-child. I have disposable income thanks to no children, a sweet gaming PC with a group of friends I game with each night, and most importantly an adoring wife that loves my most off-putting qualities.

For anyone reading this that's going through a caretaker relationship, please remember to take pride in the support you give and remind your SO that they are in no way a burden.

TLDR: I love the life I have and the woman I share it with.

Submitted May 20, 2019 at 11:42AM

Let me start by saying we believe we are making the best of our lives and wouldn't change anything. Honestly, I think she just has this tucked in the back of her mind because most aspects of our lives are too good to be true with regards to our compatibility.Our life is thus, I am her caregiver for her condition, Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, and I wanted to post this for 2 reasons. First, for anyone else who might be affected by this disease and looking to read something supportive; Second, to share my vision of what marriage really means.For those who are unfamiliar with this sickness it is mainly understood as chronic fatigue syndrome. It's is characterised by a multitude of symptoms but mainly by non-restorative sleep and brain-fog. Her short term memory and her balance have completely gone to shit in the 3 years but she is still able to keep up with her job.We have a pretty sweet arrangement. We've managed to get jobs at the same company so we can carpool since she is unable to drive. We haves the same flexible schedule that gives us every other Friday off for those doctor appointments. Got her a mobility chair to cut down on her energy expenditure through the day, and I get to load that heavy bastard in and out of the car. We have 5 cats that she is able to feed each night while I scoop the litter boxes every day. I handle all the cooking and cleaning around the house, which maintenance cleaning is easy as long as you stay on top of it. I'm at her beck and call pretty much any way you imagine. We've been married 7 years and we decided children weren't for us and I got a vasectomy at 29 years old.At home we spend our free time in our "caves" and I come running if she calls. She will periodically ask me if there are any problems or probe me to tell her if there is anything she can do. I think this complete paranoia on her part as she reads other people's experiences with caretaker relationships failing. Apparently at some point dr Phil opened his fat head about how he guarantees that 100% of caretaker relationships fail, so that didn't help. I ain't going anywhere.She has no idea how good I think I have it, despite all the times I've told and shown her. As long as she gets my best care and the housework stays managed, I get to live my days out as a man-child. I have disposable income thanks to no children, a sweet gaming PC with a group of friends I game with each night, and most importantly an adoring wife that loves my most off-putting qualities.For anyone reading this that's going through a caretaker relationship, please remember to take pride in the support you give and remind your SO that they are in no way a burden.TLDR: I love the life I have and the woman I share it with.