My parent had a terrible period of depression a few years ago. At first, there was no diagnosis and complete denial that anything was seriously wrong, but they seemed like a completely different person, and behaved in ways which were horribly upsetting. Things then got worse and I genuinely thought they had dementia and had started to grieve for the person I knew - my sibling agreed about this.
Thank goodness when they finally went to their GP, and were diagnosed and offered help. My parent slowly recovered and gradually seemed to become the person they used to be, at least, compared to when things were at their most awful. But a few years on, I think that the episode of depression has changed them irreversibly. There’s a certain presence that just isn’t there any more. Many traits are the same as they always were, but I think some things were lost forever during that time.
Has anyone else ever experienced this with a loved one? I sometimes wonder if it’s all in my head! My sibling hasn’t exactly agreed or disagreed with me on the subject, but then, it isn’t nice to think about.
Needless to say, I have a lot of sympathy for what my parent went through, and I’m so grateful they got a lot, lot better. But I am left with this (slightly horrifying) thought about the whole thing…