Am I the asshole? At the age of 55 my husband aged 60 was diagnosed with Parkinson’s. He didn’t accept the diagnosis and was devastated. for the next 10 years the anger he felt he took out on me. I got him into different kinds of therapies to help him accept but nothing worked. With our children (adult girls) he played the poor me card, and of course all their focus was on him. Back story. I absolutely adored my husband we had had 28 years of the perfect marriage and I felt beyond blessed. I truly adored him. But he turned so vicious on me. So now I’ll cut to the chase. He has mentally and emotionally destroyed me. He is now in a nursing home, but I am trapped in this prison. If I try and do something for myself, he accuses me of being selfish, I tried having a little holiday and he accused me of being selfish and abandoning him. I feel that I have to get approval from him and my girls before I even attempt to do anything. To most of you I’m assuming you’ll think it doesn’t matter because I’m 67, but that’s just a number. I’m young at heart, I love to laugh, I take care of myself and am often told I look 10 years younger than I am. To lose your husband at the age of 55 but still married is just mental. I feel invisible I’m so desperately lonely but I always have to put the act on that all is good, any advice? I mean is this it? Living alone never feeling a hug or being cuddled ever again.