So if I could go back ten years ago, I wouldn't be with him.
I just answered casually, but I didn't expect so many people to reply. Thank you for your blessing.
I want to add one more thing. After all, this life of more than ten years can't be made clear in a few words. Especially after two or three years, it is not so easy to moan and be melodramatic. In fact, what I have described is more than the most sad years. Much better now. Although physically inferior to healthy people, normal life has no effect.
In fact, my illness has a good effect on the body, but it is devastating to the spirit. When we first started together, my income was higher than his and I worked in different units in the same industry. At that time, he still had a lot of things to help him do, and he was very dependent on me at that time.
Then suddenly one day I can't do anything by myself, and everything depends on him. At the worst, I can't even hold the cup. The first thing that breaks down is my psychology. I used to be such a strong person.
The most unacceptable thing is when the doctor told me that this is a genetic disease. We both like children very much, and then suddenly told me that we can't have children. Now that I think about it, I may have been insane. Although it is not a woman's obligation to have children, only women can have children. He can do it for me when I can't do anything else. There is only one thing you can't do.
Then for a year, he would lock me in and take me out after work. At that time, if you can't see the children, you will suddenly lose control and cry on the road. Later, I didn't use WeChat for a while, fearing to see others drying their children. At the worst time, I heard auditory hallucinations and heard a child crying at home. Later, I learned that I was severely depressed. At first, I didn't get treatment because no one expected me to be depressed. I am too optimistic. No one has quarreled with others for so many years, but it was very sensitive at that stage. When I hear people talking about children, I feel that I am talking about me.
Later, when I found out, I began to take medicine and gradually got better. But I don't know whether it is the cause of depression or the side effect of taking medicine. I began to lose my memory, I didn't know anyone, and I forgot where my home was several times. It's basically gone now, but it's much worse than before, and my brain is not so easy to use.