My mum was diagnosed with dementia 3 years ago and with hindsight I now realise she had symptoms for 2/3 years before that. between myself, my dad, and other lovely family and friends we have managed to look after my mum at my mum and dads home these past years. But she is very hard to care for now and my dad has his own health problems too. So my mum is going into residential care soon and me and my husband and 6 yr old are moving in with my dad. This makes financial sense for all of us (including relating to my mums care costs) and also nice for my little family and my dad (we all get along well and my daughter cannot wait to move in with grandpa). But I feel very guilty. We had considered moving in and us all looking after mum but I think that would be very stressful for all of us and I feel not really very fair on my daughter. My mum is very irrational and rude. But I feel very guilty and I irrationally still hold this feeling that my mum will 'snap out of it'. My mum loved children and was the most imaginative, playful person with children. It is so sad for me to see her being something she is not. She was also such a rational person, far more than me. She was a nurse and a midwife. She was a ward sister in St Thomas's hospital in London! She took my aunty and my two cousins and my grandma and grandpa into our home when they were ill/dying/desperate and have them care and a home for years. I feel so guilty that I am not doing the same. I wish that my mum could give me advice, I try to imagine it but I really cannot work out what she would say. I am an only child. I'm 31, my mum had me when she was 42. This feels like a really long death process. I'm quite a 'keep ploughing on' person when it comes to anxiety. I'm a professional musician so I perform a lot and I get used to riding the adrenalin and only letting go and crying or whatever after the event. But with this event it goes on for years. I am totally fine, and also really not fine. And then I get annoyed at myself because it's not about me, it's about my mum. I surprise myself with occasional bouts of crying and thought I would write something on here. Thanks for reading if you got this far.