Hello everyone,

I went to see my my grandma today. She is not well. That vibrant sharp lady that came to visit me in the mental hospital when no one wanted to visit me and when I was at my lowest point doesn't even remember who I am.

* Tears *

My grandfather is abusive. He is a chronic alcoholic who steals from her and just cares about drinking. His biggest frustration is "I hate that she hides her purse from me". I'm thankful she can at least do that.

She is gone. She doesn't remember me. She fell back into herself because of all the abuse he puts her through. He curses, yells, screams when he is drunk, she hides in terror, now she is just emotionless. She just stares into space. I have no room for her. I work all day, who will care for her? My whole family sees the abuse and does nothing.

I am in a whirlwind of emotions.

Please help. Or if you can't say anything. just leave a hug.

Thanks for listening.