I always thought I was really rational and made perfect sense.
Well, in yours and my world, texting someone back right away is something that you do out of common politeness. So, I understand how you feel--we share that moral code. In your H's world, that's not the case. He's got his own moral imperative and it's about him, which, if you view him through the eye of his illness makes perfect sense. Continuing's writings are along the lines of that, that the world shifts in perspective and priority for a time with an illness like that.
But the book's basic message is--why take other people's moral codes/thoughts/how they treat you personally? It's ALL about them, and only your thoughts/your interpretations of the world can ever make you feel sad, mad, happy. Someone else can only hurt you if the way they're hurting you is already in line with what you think about yourself, or what you are willing to be convinced is true about yourself.
It is in the shelter of each other that people live.--Irish proverb
So, I understand how you feel--we share that moral code. In your H's world, that's not the case. He's got his own moral imperative and it's about him, which, if you view him through the eye of his illness makes perfect sense. Continuing's writings are along the lines of that, that the world shifts in perspective and priority for a time with an illness like that. 