My granny has always supported me for as long as I can remember. Words cannot express how incredible she is; she always has the largest heart. Although I am incredibly grateful to still have her in my life, it is heartbreaking to walk into the nursing home and not be recognised. Her dementia was identified quite early and has advanced very slowly. Since I'm only 19, I have a fantastic set of friends who offer support but aren't able to understand the agony of losing a loved one mentally while still being physically here.