It sometimes is a curse to have people who love us. If my husband were only an asshole, I would have been gone years ago, but no, he has to be supportive and loving. It's why I hang on, day after day. I want so much to be rid of this broken body. Sometimes I wonder if God(s) coupled us to make me happy and bring me comfort, or if they are punishing me by allowing me to suffer in pain and guilt.
I'm glad you have a support system. Makes each day bearable. And what you did for your mother was fantastic. I lost my mother quite suddenly, and never got a chance to apologize for being so shitty to her. I had such high hopes of repairing our strained relationship. I was even going to move her into our new home, so she didn't have to live alone, or go to assisted living. I wasn't there when she passed. I wasn't there when my dad passed. I'm a piece of shit, who let her parents down when they needed her most. I'm glad that your mother had so much love and caring at the end of her life. I do wish that for all of us, but not everyone is as fortunate.
Im sorry to hear that. Why can't everyone have an expiration date, and then just live our life until that day, then just cease to exist. No pain, no death, no lingering, no sadness. I hope in the future, euthanasia will be just another medical treatment, and suicide stops being demonized, and family and friends don't grieve , but are relieved that their loved one no longer has pain, physical or emotional. Certainly won't happen in my lifetime, unfortunately.
