He can take care of himself for the most part. I guess I painted too grim of a picture of him. He walks, talks and even drives his one arm is paralyzed and he has a head injury. I think he's got some PTSD from war (stashes knives everywhere stuff like that). He's got a combo of problems including abusing his medication. His/our problems are really hard to put in words. Almost like a child that has no memory or a selective one at best. Sometimes I think he plays me, he probably does. I really don't know if it's a mental, physical, relationship or medication problem or most likely all of the above.
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