My Husband Constantly Mocked Me for Doing Nothing, Then He Found My Note After the ER Took Me Away

It was a Tuesday morning when everything unraveled.

I had been feeling off for days, but never really took it seriously. On most days, I felt dizzy, nauseous, completely drained. I assumed it was a bad stomach bug, maybe the flu. But I pushed through, packing lunches, sweeping crumbs, making sure the boys didn’t kill each other over action figures.

I even managed to make banana pancakes that morning, hoping maybe Tyler would smile for once.

When he stomped into the kitchen half-awake, I forced a cheerful “Morning, honey.” The boys echoed me in unison with their bright, “Good morning, Daddy!”

Tyler did not respond. He looked straight past us, grabbed a piece of dry toast, and walked back to the bedroom, muttering something about a big meeting. I recalled that he was busy preparing for an important meeting and presentation at work that day. So he was not only getting ready for that, but he was physically changing into his work clothes.

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