Do these dreams still exist? Do you feel guilty for thinking them? After working so hard to be able to have the liberty to go on trips, meet new people, I chose to bring my mother to live by me. I have no regrets, but my dreams have dwindled and am downhearted about the life I use to have and the way I used to look forward to life in general. It's so easy for people to say "you should go", but these people have never been a caregiver before and have no idea what it's like and how it changes your life with time. Do we ever 'find' ourselves again?