My heart goes out to all that have the courage to post most intimate details here. I too am a spouse of an MS patient, my husband.
While the tears streamed when reading these posts, I finally felt like I wasn't alone in my struggle.
I left my husband a little over a month ago, to "save myself". I hate those words, I hate the truth in them. Every time I think of them I feel horrible, guilty, and greedy.
I could have stayed, but the mental issues and mood swings finally become more than I could bear. I love my husband sooo much, that getting him "stable" during and after his diagnosis turned into my whole life. Its so hard to be so empty of purpose now.
While we split I focused on his continued stability, trying to make everything easy for him. In the end, he hasn't tried to understand why I left, or see the extent of the efforts in which I went to make things as easy for him as possible. In the end, I lost my best friend.
I"m trying to rebuild a life for myself. I won't lie, its not easy. Today is a lonely, bad day, but a little whisper of me feels a little more normal again. A little less stressed at the unneeded efforts to not upset him.
To the spouses... you aren't alone, and I don't think we are evil for wanting a life a little more simple, or with less continual effort. Today I do feel lonely... but not as alone. Thank you all.
"A Spouse"