I had the “you need to let her go now” talk with three different people today and by the end of the day my aunt (because she was the only one who was forceful enough to stop me) wouldn’t let me in the room to see her because I kept breaking down.
She’s not going to get better because she has too much shit wrong with her but we can’t pull the plug on her when she’s still able to laugh. It’s incredible she is even still able to smile when she’s going through so much pain. She told me to be careful (when I banged my leg against the table) and asked me if I was in pain when she’s going through a hell of a lot more than me.
I just got home a little while ago and I found myself doing all the little habits that I did for my grandma (like opening her bedroom door to check if she’s sleeping okay). My brother is being unrealistic about the whole situation which is helping neither of us and I can’t take anymore of this shit.
She is the person who deserves all this the least.
