I'm reaching out to see if anyone has a similar experience to mine. I relocated a year ago to care for my older brother who has vascular dementia and clinical depression. I lived in another state, and I was flying back and forth monthly after I had to put him in an AL and become his POA.
My brother did not adjust well to the care facility. He would not eat or take medications at first. He doesn't speak to anyone or attend activities. He stays in bed all day and has to be coaxed to get up and go to the dining room to eat. He seems to have lost his will to live. I was getting burned out flying back and forth to try to help him, so I made the difficult decision to relocate.
Although I knew I was uprooting my own life (I'm single and retired, age 70), I couldn't just abandon my brother because all other family members/friends have died. It's just the two of us left. I am struggling to make a "new life" for myself here in a different city, but starting over again is rough at 70. I am glad I was available to come help my brother, but this major life change so late in the game is harder than I thought it would be. With God's help, I'm making new connections and finding new activities. I do feel twinges of guilt from time to time when I choose to do things for myself instead of spending time with my brother, but I'm hoping this will get easier. It's one day at a time for now. Thanks for listening!