Why is loving so easy but receiving is so hard? Why can I give everyone my tome, energy, and effort but don’t feel worthy to receive it? Why do I feel on days I’m having trouble walking, or holding my fork to eat, that I am a burden. Or when I cannot see, or when parts of my body are numb, why do I feel so unworthy? “I love you for you. I love you for what you are and what you aren’t. I love you for what you have and what you don’t”........ She’s so happy to do anything for me, even if it’s to research something as simple as a new mattress. I mean good research down to a spreadsheet explaining the pressure, the price, location, reviews. I remember those times we go places and I think she gets even more upset than I do because it isn’t accessible enough. Or that time we went out to eat.... I had bad tremors and couldn’t get the shrimp fondue on my tortilla chip, so she gave me hers.... Maybe she does love me. #multiple Sclerosis.....Why do you make me feel that I do not deserve her? That I do not deserve this love.