He was diagnoised in '09 but has steadily gotten worse. I feel I won't survive this Caregiving role to the end of his journey. His denial, anger and unreasonal thinking and actions are just stressing me out to the point I sometimes feel like running away. I'm 64 and he is 66 and I never expected the "Gold Years" to be like this. He says he wants to die before me as he does not know where any thing is and I've found myself praying for the same thing. Any encouraging words for me?