Just got off the phone with my mom. She believes my brother is stealing from her. Fuck dementia!
Trying to meet my mom where she is with her dementia. It’s so tough on those of us witnessing the loss. I try to be who she needs me to be. I listen. I give her lots of kindness and love. And I usually burst into tears after every call with her. It’s sad what her mind is doing to her.






