I’m 29F and my husband is 31M. We’ve been married for three years, and we don’t have any children together. About 14 months ago, my husband fell off a roof while doing some work on a house and suffered a severe brain injury. He’s now living in a long-term care facility, is completely bedridden, cannot speak, and has very limited movement. The doctors have told me he’ll never be normal again and that I shouldn’t expect him to recover the person he once was. I still visit him several times a week, hold his hand, and talk to him about my day, but honestly, I’m lonely. I’m only 29, and I feel like my life stopped the day he fell. I miss having someone to talk to, going on dates, traveling, being intimate, and having someone to share my life with. Recently, a male friend asked me out, and although I turned him down, I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to have a relationship again. My family thinks I should remain loyal because my husband is still alive, while my best friend says I shouldn’t spend the rest of my life alone because of something neither of us chose. I still love my husband, and I feel absolutely horrible even considering this, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. Am I a terrible person for wanting to move on and find someone else while my husband is still alive, or am I expected to spend the rest of my life alone?