Deborah
2 seconds ago
About five years ago, when my husband and I were separated, I had an emotional breakdown. I could barely move, let alone eat or sleep. I had panic attacks whenever I left my house. He and my best friend took care of me. Every morning I would drive the short distance between my house and my husband’s house. I would lay in our bed all day and go home in the afternoon. He took such great care of me during that time. My best friend would drive me to my therapy appointments until I felt well enough to drive.
When I got better, my husband and I got back together and are happier than ever.
I will be forever grateful to both of them for standing by me, without judgment?