Every day on Facebook there are many stories of someone’s ailment or their pet’s ailment or so much death.

I wake each day, full of dread, at just having to face my husband’s Multiple Sclerosis.

I find I am online for less and less time each day.

I feel myself withdrawing more and more into an insular life.

This is not a good thing.

I can’t help it.

I am tired of everything.