But also, I am tired. I am depressed. I cry every single day now, multiple times a day. I am sick of watching someone I love, who probably doesn’t love me the same way, commit a slow suicide. And I am tired of being so, I don’t know, loyal… If you guys only knew this entire story, like I said the last 12 years, and what he has put me through because of his alcoholism, you would wonder why I don’t give up on him completely. I just can’t. Sometimes I wish I could.