My husband gave me the plague - not his fault, not mad about that - BUT THEN, he huffed & sulked & sighed all weekend because I was too sick to go to Wonder Woman with him.
So I just looked at a bunch of WW gifs & was inspired to tell him off & shut this fuckery down for good.
Seriously, every time I'm sick or migrainey or out of town or really busy, he gets SO DEPRESSED and then refuses to seek outside help. Just, like, I love you but I CANNOT be responsible for ALL your joy in life, NO. And yes, it legitimately sucks sometimes to be partnered to someone who is chronically ill, but that chronically ill person is not the one to whom you should do all your venting/processing to about that!