I do remember towards the end, starting to feel incredibly depressed and resentful that I didnt also have a Terminal in our relationship. I still had to go to school and work and change the cats litter on both of our days and cook and clean. But I didnt, I had my ex.

The frustrating part was watching them NOT take steps towards anything. Not trying to get a job, not trying to get welfare, not attending therapy, not going to health appointments - even when I set them up, unless I drove there and from the sounds of it later they never talked much at any of them so I started getting them to write down what was happening day to day (feeling itchy for the 3rd day in a row, emesis x2 today, slept 14 hours, needed hot bath for nausea, etc). I ran into their family at work recently and by the sounds of it, theyre much better.

Part of me is happy theyre FINALLY better and working and taking care of themslef. The other is bitter and mad, why wasn't our relationship good enough to make that effort? I had been a shitty boyfriend sometimes and a much less shitty girlfriend but I thought I was worth taking the effort to, like, eat meals and go to therapy and work at a job. Im still paying consumer debt I took out to support us...