Dear Stranger, please listen,
Sometimes I'm scared I make his life worse. That all I really am is a burden, a responsability he feels he has to take on.
Funny thing is if I told him this he would immediately tell me the complete opposite. I can see myself trying everything I can not to cry while he tells me that no, I'm not a burden, that he loves me, that taking care of me is an honor.
I can never bring myself to tell him though, these are just fleeting thoughts. They keep coming back though.