My brother told me a few days ago he thinks that mum doesn’t have long but the worst thing is I’m scared this isn’t the end.
She has been ill for so long, she was given three - five years in 2003. She’s miserable, unhappy, a shadow of herself and I smile and pretend everything is ok but I’ve put my life on hold, suppressed my dreams, stayed in a place and a job I hate so I can be near her at the end for years and years. I’m now 50 and so unhappy, grieving for years for the loss of a mother who is still here.
She says she’s had a good life and I agree she really has, but I’ve not and I have to say how happy I have been too.
The pain, her being so unwell and her frustration and sometimes just the pure awfulness of it all - I just want it to end now not for her to get any worse, or be in any more unbearable pain. I feel like such a bad person I can only say this on an anonymous forum