It's exactly the same for me. We aren't on our own, but it sure feels like it sometimes. Is it terrible to say that I hate my husband sometimes? He is so horrible to me, especially if I try to suggest he visit the doctors for a check-up. He swears at me and gets really nasty. I feel guilty for hating him but he is just not the person I used to know. It doesn't help that we haven't really got on for years, but we rubbed along and most of the time it was ok, with him working and playing golf and darts and me looking after the home and the grand-children, to help my daughter and her partner out. Now, he doesn't do anything for leisure and is not doing much work - he's self employed - and I am so worried because our money is going down and there's not much coming in. I'm looking for something part - time to fit around the grand-children (I really don't want to give up looking after them, as not only would it make things very difficult for my daughter, but I love having them, they are one of the few things that give me real joy these days), but at 60 and not able to drive and no real qualifications it's not easy. I am so worried but he just doesn't understand. He lies to me a lot and I just don't know what to believe anymore. Like you, I have wondered if I'm reading too much into things, but I know I'm not. He almost certainly has dementia. I can't believe that life has come to this. When I see other couples doing things together and having fun, surprising each other with nice gifts etc. I feel so envious. He's never really been the romantic type or had a lot of empathy but there is nothing now except scowls. He sleeps an awful lot too, which I suppose gives me a break but I can't help feeling what a waste of a life, he's only 64 in March. It's heart breaking. I feel you pain. (Sorry for the rant!).