The last 2 months were wonderful, mum was mostly herself as she still is in the morning. But now the fear and confusion returned in the evening mostly.When she calls the conversation looks like this too often: Mum: I don't want to stay here, they are hard and I'm afraid I: What are you afraid of? M: I don't know. They are hard. I: Hard how? What's going on? M: I don't know. They force me to eat! I want to leave. I: You accepted to be there. You used to love it last month M: Month? I arrived here yesterday and I hate it here. I want to leave. I: But you are secure there. M: I hate it here. It's not you stucked here. I: ok Mum! I'll see what I can do." (Nothing😞 I lied) 😩 She lives a great distress and all I can do is lying to her. What a damning disease!