Abeera Anwar
It’s 4:20 a.m., and instead of being curled up in my warm bed, I’m sitting under the harsh fluorescent lights of the ER… again. My boyfriend is asleep beside me, hooked up to absolutely nothing, because—once more—he’s not actually sick. This isn’t the first time I’ve found myself in this exact position, either. Throughout our relationship, I’ve rushed to his side through “life-threatening allergic reactions” that weren’t, “severe back injuries” that were just pulled muscles, and now, the latest health crisis—an urgent ambulance ride caused by a headache. And while a part of me wants to be a supportive partner, the other part of me is running out of patience… and running on no sleep.
The Never-Ending Cycle
The Pattern I Can’t Unsee
The Latest ‘Crisis’
The ER at 4:20 AM
The Update
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By the time we left the hospital at 8 a.m., I was beyond exhausted—physically, mentally, and emotionally. I want to be the partner who shows up no matter what, but it’s hard to keep showing up when every “emergency” ends with the same verdict: nothing is wrong. I love him, but I can’t keep pouring my time, energy, and sanity into a pattern that’s not going away without him taking responsibility. So here I am, asking the internet: am I really the bad guy for being furious at someone I love, even if it’s “just” over yet another night in the ER?
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