I get that things sound awful, I sound awful, but at this point in my life, this is what works.
My husband has been sick for 15 years. He had a bad accident, and I was there for him. I hung in and loved him and cared for him. He couldn't have sex anymore, and I didn't care. I tried my best to be a good wife. In turn, he lost the will. All I wanted was a hug, but he refused.
We still get on well with each other, and I take care of him, I work hard, and I keep the world turning in our household.
On top of everything, I have a suicidal daughter. She was born with mental issues. I support her. My husband was there for her, too.
Now, my husband's mindset has changed, and it's about survival.
This way, I can take care of myself and, in turn, take care of my family.
I hope this answers your questions.