ColinEssex said:
My biggest hurdle to overcome, is guilt. Could I have been a better carer? I gave 24hrs a day to caring for Mary, but I still analyse what I did as a carer, am I a failure? No I don't think so, I did my very best.
Oh, my trans-Atlantic friend, I am there with you. Every day I faced that same self-doubt and felt that same guilt that I wasn't doing enough. But in hindsight (usually 20-20), I realized that I was not a trained gerontologist or health-care worker, I was a desk jockey who took care of computers. The trick for me was to first realize that it was a matter of training that I didn't have and further, didn't have the time to get. Follow that with the issue having only so many hours in the day and having these little creature needs like sleep and food and a working toilet and the occasional bath. Plus that pesky requirement of having a job to be able to obtain the other things.
Social life? Oh, I wanted one - but I was, let's face it, a "crap" date because I could not stop worrying about whether I was doing enough. No woman would date me twice because I couldn't keep my mind on my partner of the moment. Then I felt guilty for wanting a social life because having one took away time from Mom. The therapist helped me to unravel the "catch-22" (after the Joseph Heller novel of that name) that I was in.
The resolution came with recognition that I was human and had limitations, thus needing to forgive myself for being human. Once you realize that you could never in three full lifetimes have amassed the skills needed for that job, you CAN forgive yourself.
I can also say now that I eventually got Mom to where she needed to be, not as fast as I had hoped but nonetheless fast enough to prevent a catastrophe. And I visited her six days a week (the 7th being therapy day) until the final end to it all. I can look in the mirror without disgust or regret because I was there for my loved one when she needed me. That is not so bad a realization.
I don't know if that helps you, DaveP or ColinEssex or WHATEVER name we should use, but if it lets you realize that others understand you and appreciate your plight, then perhaps that will be enough comfort for now.