Invisible Illness
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Invisible Illness

I Told My Husband I Wanted To Split Up — Hours Later, I Called an Ambulance

I thought he was dying in my arms

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This past weekend, while my son was staying at his dad’s house, I approached my husband and told him what I’d been deeply contemplating for a little over two months now. After the numerous counseling sessions we’ve had together, I think we are truly better off as friends.




We don't talk enough about mental health.

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Holly Bradshaw

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