The guilt is crushing me.
But as to her whereabouts to get her the help she so obviously needs, nobody seems to know.
Carrying on with someone who is intimately caring for your dying wife is a violation that will taint both of you.
Or maybe there are too many straps? How do I continue to love and help her from afar? It's surprising to see this photo of the two of them since they have their arms around one another and she's smiling big with her hand on his shoulder.
This was not because of social media or her peers.
The lab employs a woman that I have an uncomfortable social history with.