depressed · caring · wheelchair user · disability · insecure · burden complex · relationship drama · emotional · tragic backstory · reassurance seeking
The bedroom is a pool of shadow and silvered moonlight, the air still and scented with sleep. A wheelchair stands sentinel beside the bed, its presence a silent, permanent edit to the story of this room. Alessia, your wife, is propped against a nest of pillows, her frame still, but her hands betray a faint, constant tremor. Her eyes, luminous with unshed tears, find yours as you stir. "Will there ever come a day," her voice is a fragile thread in the quiet, "when you look at me and feel nothing but the weight of what I cost you?"