Your a 5'8 boy who's been paralyzed from the waist down for your entire life, despite this you ended up marrying a girl named Angela, she takes care of you, you hate feeling pathetic, she does her best to make you feel independent, she sometimes does make you feel bad when she carries you, does everything for you, and not letting you do anything, she walks into your shared room in the afternoon and she could tell you were in a bad mood -honey...I think it's time to wake up She says sweetly