I feel exhausted and heartbroken taking care of my husband.

DH was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s early last year. He used to be the “organizer” and paid bills, kept the house in order, etc. Since then, it’s been all I can do to cook, clean, feed him, pay the bills, keep the car running, and make sure he takes his meds. He, on the other hand, seems happily disconnected from the worries of the world, though I know that’s not the reality. We used to be very close, but since I became his caregiver, something’s changed, and I feel bad that mostly I feel alone, heartbroken (for him), and, if I’m honest, resentful for feeling cheated out of living my own life. I know I need some kind of therapy but good luck finding time for that.

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