My father used to beg me to visit him when he was lonely and I was always too busy to spend much time with him. When he got to a point that he really could not live alone, I quit my job and moved in with him. Now he has dementia and doesn't know who I am. I cry everyday because I know I wasted precious time with him and he thought I didn't care about him. But, I foolishly thought there would always be time. I am devoted to him now that it is too late for him to realize that I really do love him. I just want to ask, since this is a Depression Support Group, how do I get over hating myself so that I can enjoy the time he has left.