Butter: Please, please don't even think of comparing yourself to my mother. It's hard trying to be patient all the time when living with someone with dementia (oh, how I know this!) but we try. She never did--she didn't want to. She thought it was perfectly acceptable to yell and scream at him all day, every day, and that he deserved it. She thinks it's ok to call him stupid, and trick him and tease him and humiliate him. She thinks it's ok to go into a fury because he was no longer capable of doing the organising, and wouldn't dream of doing it herself (she's still moaning about how he wouldn't call the builder for some work, but won't pick up the phone herself.) I think it's safe to say she has some (undiagnosed) mental health issues, but I don't think she has any dementia. Likewise, I don't think she feels guilty. She feels too wronged by the whole world.
(p.s. see, I am quite horribly judgemental!)
(p.s. see, I am quite horribly judgemental!)
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