And I just feel so fucking sad and angry. I had come to terms with my mum’s dementia. It sucks but honestly, I can find a way through it. I feel like I know how I can help.
But my dads a different story. I can see him falling apart, overwhelmed with worry that he can’t hold it together. Frustrated, depressed, emotional. It’s so hard to be around.
He doesn’t have a dx yet and I’m really scared that a dx will just destroy him. But then he is just beating himself up so much each day as every little thing he does he’s finding more difficult.
That’s it. Rant over.