Morning all. I'm posting on here as I know you all understand how I feel. Have cared for mum for over 7 years (10 in total including my Dad) and for 2 1/2 mum has lived with us. We converted the garage to make her a lovely room and it worked well until April this year when mums condition had worsened and I was struggling to cope. I asked for respite, something I always said I'd never do but I was desperate. Mum went into respite, not a home I had chosen as it was classed as emergency respite so beggers couldn't' be choosers, but within 6 hours she had fallen and broken her hip! I felt so guilty. Anyway after hospital for 3 weeks she was transferred to a different care home and it was lovely. They looked after mum really well and she was happy there, something I never in a million years thought I'd see. She was in for 4 months total and at the end of August we brought her home. Big mistake! The day we went to collect her and told her we were taking her home she said she didn't want to go!! But take her we did, felt we had to try again after sacrificing so much to have her live with us. But, her condition has worsened, she has reverted right back to her parents being alive and its heart breaking at times, she can no longer walk, and again I feel myself becoming, depressed, anxious and unable to cope. Feel trapped. I was at the home last week as a friends step dad who was also in passed away and the funeral went from the home. I went into the office to say hello to everyone and they told me they had a room available for mum! They all loved mum and missed her! At that moment I said yes! Drove home in panic at what I'd done but everyone I spoke to said I was doing the right thing and this morning, mum will be going back in. To be honest, she is confused as to where she is and I feel she was happier there then she is here. Much more going on than here. But last night the tears flowed when I went to bed. Feel incredibly sad this day has come, feel I'm letting her down even though I've been there for her for 7 years. Still, the guilt is there too. Her last night in her lovely room. She looked so small and fragile asleep last night when I checked on her, bless her. She'll be 96 in December, shes amazing. I tell myself I'm getting my life back, but I don't feel any better right now! xx