THE INTERTWINE PATHS IBD

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We both could not do anything about our intertwined paths, although tried and attempted to go on separate ways for which we sill failed, we continued to getting back to each other and realized that we were not solving the problems, we were just making the problems worst. We did not love each other obviously in the beginning, we were both just lying to each other, we did care though to one another, and happy when we found out that we were having our first baby. We fought for the first year of our marriage until second and third one. Ten years later, I realized we loved each other, but it was just really one of those we were not in love, we developed to love one another after ten years of being together, we had fun raising our three beautiful children. He was a great loving father.It was unfortunate that even though what his family showed to us that they care about him, yes, they did care about him, but it was not enough to me in my opinion. It was just a show, they did not do enough for his obvious mental incapacitations, they refused to acknowledge, rather not to embrace, by doing something about it, the worst part which is really sick to think about, the fact that most of them has back ground in Social Works degree which totally not uncommon to have access to psychiatric help or resources that he may need before and even at the later date before it gotten worse. My husband died because of the related illness that imposed around him. He could not bear any longer, his body has given up, he was in lots of pain, and I still could not accept that his body is gone.