Recently, my husband was put in the hospital for something quite serious. He could have died, his heart rate was so low that he was put on watch. It was the scariest time of my life.
I was there for him, but unfortunately, no one was really there for me. Maybe they didn’t realize the severity of the situation. Maybe they were busy. I don’t know the reason, but it made me realize that maybe I do too much when I am called on because it’s expected. I am always there for others, to the point that I sacrifice my own needs.
The situation was not one I would do over, but I also realized through this that I need to get back into recovery full time and I need to put myself first.
It also made me realize how much I love this man. I am not always easy to live with and he is always there. He is there. That’s all that matters. He would be there and I WAS there. As long as we are there for one another, we can do anything.