I am Invisible
I volunteered to move 1200 miles from where I lived to where I grew up. I moved in with my elderly mother. The beginnings of dementia were becoming noticeable to the 5 of us kids and the grand children. As the only never married, I took on the responsibilities of Mom in my late 40’s.
Six years later Mother is really starting to show dementia activity. My siblings are mostly uninvolved. We are afraid of any transition because Mother is dead set against it.
The younger says she’d feel too guilty to put Mom in a home. I live with the increasing work load and decreasing cognition every day.
I am thankful for the paid caregiver who helps 3 days a week and spends some nights with Mom so that I can still work part-time.
I’ve used all my savings and buy essentials on credit. I’m tired, lonely and some days feel like I am invisible, but I can’t completely disappear.