Quick answer Purple: There are four possibilities with me and H and old age
Him sulking in a corner while I hobble around the place in a zimmerframe trying to do everything.
Him and I as roommates, effectively. Me getting on with my own thing, him still fighting with himself, his issues and me.
Him and I spending our retirement travelling abroad, visiting the grandchildren.
I waiver between all four scenarios, so yes, I`m confused myself.
Do I love him? I wonder what loving means.
Does it mean sticking by someone when you know they`re really suffering inside? Standing by your man, as it were, even though they`re trying to take you down too?
Don`t mind me. Just having a bad day in general!
And yes, I do over complicate and over analyze things too!
