It's been a while since I posted and being honest (I feel its easier to do on here) its rough with the isolation rules (we are both shielding separately) so everything is over the phone. I think I have come to accept that things are never going to improve, over the past weeks there have been meltdowns, joy, tears and fury in cycles and whilst I know it's the condition it's not pleasant hearing someone who really only expressed love and encouragement being mean, provocative and saying hurtful things to try and raise a row still hurts. I have to confess I have bitten back once (As she was on route to get a bus into town to sort an issue that I had in her mind caused but in reality was nothing more than her misreading a bank statement) but it was more that she was roaming the streets than anything. She also repeats that her lifetime friend has fallen out with her and i dont know if this is the case but if she interacts with her like she does with me I can imagine it to be true. I think I am posting just to say the new reality of her condition combined with the new reality of the virus ridden world is hard. I think the enforced distance between us has been beneficial in that i have been forced to keep away whereas my natural instinct has always been to run towards helping my mum and so now have a realisation that often that potentially was more for my benefit than hers but at the same time I can see and hear that she is really unsettled with everything and know it must be so difficult trying to comprehend what is happening. I know it wont be a unique situation and I also know that it really could be far far worse so it's more a grumble to get my thoughts out of the hamster wheel in my mind and onto here than a crisis, I just realised that I hadn't posted for a while and even though I check in every day on here I haven't felt that there was any post worthy incidences to report on as really nothing has changed! Phew, what a lot of words to say not a lot!