My Grandmother has gone downhill very quickly the past couple months. She's officially been approved in hospice. She's mentally hardly here anymore. My Uncle came to visit her, and she doesn't even know who she is. She hardly knows who I am. She's sleeping 23+ hours a day, hardly eating, hardly drinking, saying she's talked to people who are long dead, and a million other things.
Then to make it worse, a weeks after I find out that I'm pregnant, I had a miscarriage. The doctor said I had been about 5 weeks. It's been a week now, but I still can't believe it. My boyfriend is...I don't even know. He's been ignoring me the past month. Then my parents, Aunt, and Uncle all went upstate for my sister's graduation. She's graduating college, and in a couple weeks will be moving across the country for graduate school. I had to stay behind to take care of my Grandma.
Then two days ago, I found out that my friend passed away from a blood clot in his lungs. He had been a fellow short story writer, so a couple of us are planning to do a story for him. So we've been organizing that.
All I want to do is lock myself in my bedroom and cry, but I have to take care of my Grandma. Yet, I can't let her know anything is wrong. I have to try and stay happy for her, to keep her happy. It's so hard though. Does anyone know ways of dealing with depression? I know this is only going to get harder if I don't do something.