My relationship with my mum has always been difficult. I feel that I never really had a mum, never felt mothered, protected.
I'm an only child. When she became ill it was hard to assume the role of carer and protector. But I did. I really didn't feel like I had a choice. Just because she never protected me it didn't mean that I could leave her to strangers and walk away. Hey, even with everything I did for her the guilt that I couldn't do more was enormous, so the guilt monster would've eaten me up completely had I abandoned her. The other thing was/is that while she failed me terribly when I was a child, she has been a very good and loving grandmother to my boys, so I felt an obligation to make sure she was ok for their sake. And it would've been a horrible example for them, I think, to see their mother turn her back on grandma. Family dynamics are never simple, are they!
But, by some miracle, now that she's in a care home and settled things are better than they have ever been between us. She's happy to see me, I bring her treats, and while I still have enormously sad feelings about how much this disease has robbed her of, I do know that I've done the right thing for her. It's not a happy outcome as such but a decent enough one, given everything. I don't think I would be saying this if I was still trying to support her 'independent' living. That period was a nightmare for us both.