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I feel like a lost little child


My Grandad is in hospital and yes he's doing a lot better. He should be out and possibly even home in a few weeks but my Granny is falling apart.
She's forgetting things she should know. She gets confused about who people are and what she should be doing. She's telling me who people are despite them being in the family for over 10 years. There are days when I just have the same conversation with her over and over again and it's horrible and I don't know how much more I can take.
I know I have to be strong for my family and especially for my Mam but it's too much. I just want my Rita and Tommy back. They're supposed to be so strong.
I genuinely don't know how much more I can take. I feel like I'm losing it. I just want to curl up into a little ball and cry but I can't.
Please can someone just help me. Make it all better please.
I've never felt so weak and scared and lost in my life.
My insomnia is at this point chronic and I don't know if I'm quite myself at the moment. I'm just rambling at this point but this is what it has become.
Me lost, even in my own mind I'm completely lost.
  • My dear Carol,

    I'm so sorry to hear that you are having to deal with all of these things that a young person should not have to witness. Please know that there are people who really care about you (myself included) and are here to listen to anything you want to talk about. I really wish I knew the right words to say and had some sort of superhero power that could make everything better. (((big bear hug)))

    xo,
    Shana
    • Thank you. You've been far more awesome to me than I could ever put into words. Thank you so, so much.
  • ::hugs::
    Luv, I'm sorry you have to go through this- it hurts like nothing else. Aside from saying that you're in my thoughts and I hope things get easier for you, I'd like to just say that being strong doesn't have to mean shutting oneself off from all the sucky emotions that are bound to bloom up.
    It wound up being easier to carry the rest of the time once I stopped trying to hold it all in and allowed myself to talk [and cry] about it with my folks.
    • Thank you. I needed to get that out and knowing that there are people who will listen to my ramblings does help, so thank you.
      It's just hard because I'm so close to my Granny and Grandad on that side.
      It's just tough is all. I know I'm not alone but somehow I still feel it.
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