I Wish My Sick Wife Would Take Her Last Breathe
I hate my wife, I literally hate her, I wish I had never met her, I hate that she is so ill.
Now you may think I’m a cruel heartless man and you may well be right, but please hear me out.
I met my wife in 2011 she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, we instantly hit it off and things moved quickly.
By 2013 we were happily married with one son, it seemed like a perfect life but it was all to collapse all to soon.
You see I love my wife but she knew she was ill when she met me, she never disclosed this to me and I have now been given a life sentence in caring for her.
My wife finds it hard to get out of bed, she has short-term memory loss and muscle weakness, sex is something that rarely happens as my wife constantly has urine infections.
Yes I’m a bad guy for hating her and wishing her dead, but I’m still here, I’m still caring for her.
I’ve given up my life, my happiness, all for a woman who couldn’t even inform me of her condition.
When we were stood at the altar she knew what she was signing me up for.
So here I am 26 years old caring for a four-year old and a disabled wife.
If I could turn back time I would have run from that church and never looked back.
I am not ashamed, I wish she would take her last breath now and release me from this hell.
I receive little help and have to live off of social fund, my son is missing out on so much, we cannot afford trips out or any luxuries, so I have gone from a high paid job, nice cars, fancy holidays and a good life to this, this existence, it is not a life, if she was gone me and my son would be so much better off.
I will look after her until the day she dies, I have stood by her it doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it.