There were weeks I didn’t even recognize myself—I was just “the caregiver.” If you’re feeling lost in all this, here’s what helped me find small moments of peace again.
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There were weeks I didn’t even recognize myself—I was just “the caregiver.” If you’re feeling lost in all this, here’s what helped me find small moments of peace again.
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I used to feel like I was drowning in her needs. I forgot what I liked to do, who I was outside of “daughter.” What helped? Saying “yes” when people offered help, and carving out just one hour a week for myself. Slowly, I found my center again.