I put off reading this for a long time. I really wasn't sure I had enough spoons to deal with what looked like extreme selfishness at first glance.

I wish I hadn't relented. I thought maybe there was a saving grace at the end of the story and instead it's just a sad footnote.

It's so crazy to me to read of someone's selfishness in this way. My husband is disabled and two of our three children will require assistance for the rest of their lives. I can't imagine leaving them to fend for themselves. I can't imagine using my husband's disability against him so dramatically. My life is made up of the lives and character of those I have loved and continue to love. It is made better for it, more complex and sometimes overwhelming for sure, but infinitely better.

I pity you.