I hope it's ok to post this here, just looking for a bit of support
My Dad has a terminal brain tumour & over the last 2yrs or so has drastically changed. It's been a rough road but slowly I'm starting to accept what's happening/going on.
It's taken me until recently to accept the diagnosis & start preparing (if u even can) for the worst. Part of me feels massively guilty for rarely seeing him but after I've seen him, I feel I'm grieving the person he no longer is - this is normal right?
Friends and family keep telling me it will get easier but I don't see how