I love you at anytime but 5 months is going to be a challenge to me cause I have bad patient, if I lose it anytime in the middle I wouldn’t forgive myself but still I may really lose at it in the middle. I just need to know maybe you wouldn’t give up and maybe you would still look forward to me in between these 5 months. When I am detached from your living, do you still think of me? When I am drunk out with new friends and you are dealing with your sickness will you still like me?
I fear no enemy’s attack but I fear loved ones leaving me and disappointment. I am willing to take on this challenge but have no faith on myself, I just want to hear you have faith on me to succeed and don’t want me to fail. Other people are always a bigger motivation than myself actually. I am willing to live for you more than for myself, I hope you can be the goal of me living though this hard time.
We will live on letters and abandon internet communication right? I don’t know how am I going to get with it. I may get really frustrated at the beginning, hope you can write more often to me…I will definitely cry in the letters…so use a better pen please. Don’t take too long to think on replying to me. I will get huge panic whenever a letter arrive late and out of sync. I really am insecure about myself, this relationship, you and everything. This is how inconfident I am towards things. I hope you could change me or at least keep me feel secured please. I love you too much.
And I really want you to promise me you will try your best to not hurt yourself meanwhile. I know you can’t promise something you won’t do but I would like you to even lie to me. If I am leaving yet it doesn’t provide you enough reason and courage to take on this promise then I think I am failure as I am not yet that important in your heart. This could be withdrawal of my dedication on making through these 5 months.
I hope you can make some changes during these 5 months too. For me, I am definitely having a hard time but at least if I know the answers for the above questions I will have much more motivation. Sorry, I still don’t trust myself and somehow I put all of my motivation and reason to act upon you.
PS. I would be really happy to receive your photos (nudes maybe xd) as an encouragement in the middle of it, maybe on my birthday??? 29th March lay exactly in the middle of it so yea ;)
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where are you getting your stats? what source of information brought you to this conclusion? none I assume, but I would love for you to prove me wrong.
It’s literally a hyper link to the study
“Chamberlain and his team found that although overall divorce rates of couples with one seriously ill spouse were comparable to the general divorce rate in the US, there was a marked difference depending on which partner had received the diagnosis. In cases where the husband became seriously ill, divorce rates were actually far lower than average at three per cent. However, a staggering 21 per cent of wives who had been diagnosed with serious illness ended up separated or divorced within the same time frame.
In fact, Chamberlain’s study revealed that in ninety per cent of post-diagnosis divorce cases, the wife was the sick party. The researchers suggested that a possible explanation for this striking difference could be that men find it harder to take on a care-giving role.”
WHAT THE FUCK!?!? this is goddamn horrifying.
“Find it harder to take on a care-giving role.”
Bullshit.
They don’t want the burden of a sick wife who won’t be taking care of them. Like good ‘ol “sanctity of marriage” Newt Gingrich divorcing his wife who developed cancer.
I always want to point out that not abandoning your wife is the lowest possible bar, and husbands who don’t do it are unfortunately not necessarily supportive beyond this bare minimum—I once read a blog article by a guy who volunteered at a breast cancer resource centre (he was their first male volunteer, ever) and who wrote, about the boutique where the women tried on wigs:
Many clients came in with female family members or friends. These clients only came in with female family members or friends. During my two years at the center, I never once saw a client go into the boutique with a husband or male relative. I asked the staff about it. One manager said, “Same as the volunteers: guys won’t go near the wigs. Guys are wimps.” Sometimes a woman would come in for a wig… nervous, uncomfortable…and she’d get help from me or the staff, total strangers… and you could see her husband out in the parking lot… sitting in the car, listening to the radio; they couldn’t even come inside.
I’m also reminded of that study on organ donation rates across Europe, that found that among married hetero couples, 36% of women who could donate a kidney to their husband did so, while only 6.5% of clinically suitable men donate a kidney to their wives.
Men ain’t shit
That kidney thing is fucked
Toxic masculinity is literally killing families
