I'm an amputee Bilateral, and I keep getting into stupid fucking arguments with my boyfriend. I feel upset that I have to ask him to do things for me, or to ask him to do anything. I'm sure he's fed up with me. But the further we're in this relationship, the further he sees me as a worst disabled person. It sucks I don't have two prosthetic legs just one. He's stuck with my family and if I kill myself now, He'll be stuck with my mom, and I guess he'd be to blame. But I don't want that. Nor any of that. He does things for me everyday, but today, he seemed more than agitated. I don't know why. I just know I'm a burden. I went downstairs for myself today, Isolating from him. I ended up falling outside trying to get my order. I wasn't too embarrassed because people weren't outside. It made me feel like shit though. The only reason why I'm staying alive is in hopes that he'll move out and be good on his own, without my family and without me. After that, I'll just finish the job, and kms.