I actually wish I never got married. I wish I never had kids. My poor baby just suffers every day, with no answers and I can’t help him. I love him so much it breaks my heart but I almost wish he never existed because all he does is suffer. And I am helpless. My husband and I have grown to hate each other because of the constant stress and pain. I honestly wonder what my life would be like if I had married someone else. Would my DNA plus someone else’s DNA have produced a healthy, happy baby? Why does God allow it? Why is it fair for a baby to suffer? There is no end to the misery, and as much as I just want out I would never leave him alone. It’s not his fault he’s sick, but my God, some days I just feel like I am going to break.