My mum has dementia. It has irrevocably consumed her brain to the extent that there is almost nothing of her personality left. She is gone, by any reasonable definition. Now that I'm a parent myself, I look at my own upbringing with horror, so losing mum to dementia has been less the loss of a precious relationship, and more the end of any chance to repair a broken one. At some point you have to acknowledge that you're never going to receive the unconditional love a parent is supposed to provide.
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