i think the cocaine is my excuse if i'm honest. But when you asked the question if he was in hosp in a coma i would be there instantly (here we go, downtrodden doormat wife syndrome) I do love him.
If I was in hosp, i would want him there. when we had the dt's i stayed in hosp for 2 weeks so i could be near them, he came every night and we would 'feed' the dt's, snuggle for a bit then go back to my room and watch the tele in my bed for a bit and it was nice.
when i am in my cynical 'i hate him' mode i think we were only that close then because of the boys. now they are way past critical and life has settled down he has bored of me again.
What frustrates me the most is the EFFORT he puts into putting me down, making snide remarks, being miserable. if he put the same effort into being there for his family, being there for me and helping me through my councelling (although pretty sure i don't need it, i just need rid of him), we might have a fighting chance.
oh god i don't know..............