Dad's anxiety has definitely not been good today. From the minute he has got out of bed he has been convinced that we have no money and there is no food in the house. No amount of showing him otherwise is making any difference. Right up until lunch was actually put in front of him he was convinced that there was none, then in the middle of lunch he started demanding to know how he was going to eat lunch tomorrow, when there is no food in the house and he has no money...
It makes no difference that the cupboards are stocked, nor that carers come to make his lunch when I am not here, or that he has not needed to buy anything for himself for more than a year.
I am not coping very well. It his obsession about money in another form and I can't do anything to calm him. The idea that I abandon him when I go off to work hurts, even if that isn't precisely what he's saying. I know if this continues tomorrow he is going to be wandering the streets again looking for help, and I can't prevent that.
I had thought perhaps he was finally getting over this, as things have been a little quieter lately, but I guess I was wrong.
This is so tiring.
It makes no difference that the cupboards are stocked, nor that carers come to make his lunch when I am not here, or that he has not needed to buy anything for himself for more than a year.
I am not coping very well. It his obsession about money in another form and I can't do anything to calm him. The idea that I abandon him when I go off to work hurts, even if that isn't precisely what he's saying. I know if this continues tomorrow he is going to be wandering the streets again looking for help, and I can't prevent that.
I had thought perhaps he was finally getting over this, as things have been a little quieter lately, but I guess I was wrong.
This is so tiring.