Going through a few rough seas right now. Main issue is that I've had to share my husband with his "other family" for the past four years...other family being his mother and brother, both disabled. Brother has physical and mental health issues, went through some time in lockdown but has been in a "supportive home environment" with 3 other adults in recovery and is doing very well, but my husband does help him now and then by taking him on errands or to shop, or they'll go out for a "boys night out." As for his mom, she's in long-term skilled nursing care but we have to do her laundry because she's allergic to the detergent they use there, and he also spends several days a week with her helping her with other things. So I sometimes feel like I'm lowest priority around here, and it hurts. We've been married 23 years, and I sometimes wonder if we'll make it to 25 at this rate. We did get to go to a comedy show on Saturday night, and this week we're getting away to the Wine Country for a couple of days, so maybe having him to myself for much of the week will help us get back on a better footing as a married couple.
