I have just come across this support group and it made me cry to read some of the stories. I also cried because I have been feeling very alone with what I have been dealing with over the last 5 dreadful years. My husband left for a younger woman and I have had to support me and my son alone. At this time my mother began the signs of dementia and has steadily declined and is now in a nursing home near me. My brother used to visit twice a year, but tragically suddenly died. There I have got the sob story out of the way.
There are times when the times with my mother border on farce, and I can laugh about it, but others where I feel desperate and so guilty because I am wishing she would die. My mother is the one in the home who wails and makes a noise and nothing I do can make her happy. We were once so close, but now I feel she is sucking me dry. Other people's relatives seem so sweet and tranquil in comparison. There is so much to talk about,so many stories to tell, but I thought I would introduce myself - it would be so good to have someone to talk to about it.
There are times when the times with my mother border on farce, and I can laugh about it, but others where I feel desperate and so guilty because I am wishing she would die. My mother is the one in the home who wails and makes a noise and nothing I do can make her happy. We were once so close, but now I feel she is sucking me dry. Other people's relatives seem so sweet and tranquil in comparison. There is so much to talk about,so many stories to tell, but I thought I would introduce myself - it would be so good to have someone to talk to about it.