Long time lurker and I need somewhere to just write.
I held my dads hand today as he passed away after a 3 year battle with dementia and brain damage, he was only 67.
I feel removed from reality, he's been 70 miles away in a secure unit for the past 3 years and it's been like a 3 year grieving process as he wasn't my dad anymore.
He passed away today in a hospital bed with us by his side and he looked liked my dad again this last 3 days as he was peaceful due to massive brain damage and sedation.
The fear and confusion wasn't there and it was like my old dad was back for a few days.
I don't know what to do, feel, how to process the last few years and watching him slip away so peacefully after such a hard journey, I feel empty