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Let's crack on with today's first story. Much love guys. Now today's first story comes from Imaginary Guide 8273 and says,

am I the asshole for not wanting to change my clothes for a fourth time, thus ruining our

date night? So, my husband, 37 male, let's call him Mark, and I, 34 female, have been

having a few rough years. We got married in the fall

of 2019 after being together for five years before then, and of course a few months after

that, the pandemic hit. At the misfortune of getting a pretty bad case of COVID near

the beginning of the pandemic, it was hospitalized for two weeks, which turned into long COVID.

I wasn't completely disabled but dealt with a lot of typical symptoms.

Extreme fatigue, brain fog, reduced immune system, generally resulting in several bad infections, etc.

I didn't lose my job but did have to take intermittent FMLA which

meant a lot of time without pay and we racked up 20k in debt between the

medical bills not covered by insurance and loss of some of my income. Although I

tried to be mindful of my eating I also gained pounds, thanks to being on antidepressants,

several rounds of sturrored medication, not being able to exercise.

Through all this, Mark was incredibly loving and supportive.

He never said a bad word about my weight, lack of energy or inability to contribute financially

at the same level as before.

Finally last summer I started to feel a lot better and most of the long COVID symptoms subsided. I was able to return to work full time and have energy to work out again.

In the past year we have paid off all of our debts and rebuilt our emergency fund and I have lost 35 of the

45 pounds I gained.

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