I moved home from university just over a year ago. I was and am lucky - I retreated to a house in a lovely area of South West London - a home full of love, a kitchen full of great wine, a fridge full of great food and CD racks full of great music. We have always been a close family, and I've been aware of this since I was a little girl. We always talk, and listen, and make suggestions, as a family, and it's instilled this feeling that I can achieve great things, purely because I have such unflinching support behind me.
Now I am faced with a challenge that I'm entering blind. This safety net has a hole.
My wonderful Mum - the breadwinner, storyteller, carer, advisor - has been a victim of fate. Over the last couple of years, it has become increasingly undeniable - she is descending into the blur of Dementia. Although it's still early days, the change is obvious to me, and I know I will have to watch her slowly slip away from us all.
That great English Actor |
It will be things like these that I will document on here, along with anything else that I think will help open up the discussion of mental health to those who may be going through similar circumstances. I was brought up believing that discussion and communication is the best way forward in life, an important lesson from Dee, and this is what I will attempt to do - discuss and communicate my experiences to help myself, and hopefully others along the way.
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