Have I told you all about my stepfather dying? I can’t remember.
Anyway, it’s still happening. He was sent home from the hospital yesterday to die at home. My Mom has been lying to him (& herself), telling him he’s “getting better”, and that’s why they’re sending him home. I’m glad for him that he’ll be home with his dog, and happy for his dog that they’ll be together. But nobody’s prepared, nobody has any kind of handle on what’s happening or how to deal.
I feel confused. As a kid/teenager, I always thought this time would feel victorious, but it’s not like that at all. I don’t feel “sad”, exactly; more like disappointed and ashamed that all of our lives have sunk to this level, that we all outlived our “successful” years and now we’re all at varying levels of failure. Nothing is going to get better for any of us. My sister and I are going to have to add supporting and caring for our Mom to our responsibilities. I can’t even imagine how that’s going to work.
I feel like she’s cheated herself and my stepfather out of consciously facing end-of-life, by assuring him he’s “getting better”. It’s all so weird.
This post is not looking for sympathy, I just wanted to update you on the situation. Thank you, #FediverseFamily.

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