In case you are new to this blog and my history, here is a quick synopis. I live with a “companion” that is 25 years my elder. He is an amazingly giving and caring man. Unfortunately, he has taken to caring for me in such a way, he has convinced himself I cannot live alone, nor can I care for my dogs, so they live in Seattle with my exhusband.
I shouldn’t complain, right? Everyone should be so lucky to have a companion that takes care of a the big chores for you.
But herer is the issue; It often makes me feel as though the only reason he allows me to live here is because he believes “if he doesn’t take care of me, who will?”
Yet, clearly he cares, right?
I really struggle with this.
Am I the only one?