I wish my husband would die. I won’t divorce him because I will not give up my house (which we own jointly), but I just hate him. It would be so much easier if he would just die. I keep hoping he’ll have a massive heart attack or stroke. He’s grossly obese, overeats junkfood no matter how healthy I cook, won’t exercise, and is addicted to online gaming. He prides himself on being an asshole in social settings, so we have no social life as a couple. I pray every night that he will die in his sleep. It will be a relief when he’s gone.