It's so damn hard. He calls me my love and my baby and tells me all he wants is his family to live well.
He wants to die, he is so tired. I am not holding back my tears, I am holding him, caressing him, telling him how much I love him. I hate watching him suffer, it breaks my heart.
But I am coping fine. It feels good that he knows how much he means to me. He always did but now he acts like a kid.
