Why the fuck should I bend over backwards for someone who rarely seems grateful for my efforts? Sure I love him with every single piece of my shattered and helpless heart but does that mean that this is the way things should be? I put it down to being a generous person but how generous is too generous? Each morning I wake up an hour early so I can take him to work. I drive from my house to his (10 mins) all the way into the city (half an hour) which takes me past my work, then 15 mins back to my work. He lost his licence because he had a terrible car crash when drink driving. It's a miracle that he is here and he's suffered enough with the fines and loss of licence. But still, everyone thinks it's too much but to me, it's no trouble - infact I enjoy being able to help. Every time I buy myself something at te shops I feel that I should be buying him something. He has to put majority of his pay into paying off his debts from the crash so I basically halve my money with him. There are so many things I do for him and sometimes it gets to me, I think I'm too generous and kind but...oh I don't even know!!!