(Posted 111 days ago)

Say This:

Well, let me start out by saying...I've worked for the Federal Gov't since 99 with a couple of months off for different reasons. My husband who is a Viet Nam Vet started getting 100% Disability back in 96...well, he is classified as unembloyable because of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) He was wounded twice, received two Purple Hearts and really has had a rough time of it...well, I kept on working because the pay and benefits working for the Fed was great..in 2002 I had Bypass Weightloss Surgery and have lost to date 160 lbs...I look great except for some of the excess skin that no one can really see except if you walk in on me in the shower!!!

A year after my surgery he started to change...he got mean, disrespectful, verbally abusive and neglectful...left me on two occassions and then came back treated me like crap..well, 2 years ago it got better, then........................I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer, a year ago and underwent a lumpectomy, lymphnode removal, gall bladder removal, 5 treatments of Chemo, 33 treatments of radiation and now that it's over..he has told me on several occassions he hates me, doesn't care for me..won'teven talk to me...we have slept in seperate rooms for 4 years motly because of his snoring, but now it's because we don't even like each other..I fix my meals, he eats when he wants..it's a living nightmare!! I'm on anti-depressants...he should be!!

The sad part is,we have 9 beautiful wonderful grandchildren here close to us and they love us both and their grandpa means the world to them...to leave would hurt them so bad and I love them too much to do that..so I have decided to stay here and just endure...I mostly live down in the family room and have my own car so I can come and go as I please which I don't with gas so high...oh yea and I frgot to mention that I quit my job in Feb because I felt I was having a nervous breakdown, I couldn't remember what I supposed to do once I got to work, the stress I was under was so bad that I was going to be let go because I was taking off too much work, so I quit instead! Well, you would have thought I had an affair or robbed a bank...he went ballistic and for the first time in 42 years of marriage, I was afraid of him...his anger and rage was unbelievable...he griped that we couldn't make it on his income alone and we would be so strapped for money and blah blah blah....not a word about how I was feeling...it has gone on now for weeks and I don'tknow how much more I can take!

Boy did that feel good to get that out of my system!!!