It never fails to break my heart whenever I see my husband suffering from his illness.
It never fails to break my heart to know that there will always be people who would not understand and whose little minds make this illness something so difficult for my husband to reconcile with.
It never fails to break my heart to know that at the end of the day, it will be me and ONLY me to whom my husband could go to for comfort and for consolation.
It never fails to break my heart to know that my little girl will grow up and will have her heart broken to witness what I am witnessing now -- her father's pain.
My heart will continue to break over and over again because I deeply love my husband who suffers what all of you suffer.
And knowing that my heart also breaks for all your love ones whose heart breaks when they see you in pain.
It is truly difficult. sometimes i wish i could take even half of what my husband go through, but most of all i wish people could understand because in all this -- that is the most difficult thing to deal with, the stigma. I applaud the courage that my husband possesses and all of you possess.
