I’m sorry you have to go through all this unpleasantness every day, and I regret that I am the
cause of it. I hate not being able to do so many things for myself. It’s awful to be totally
dependent on someone else. I feel ashamed that I can’t go to the bathroom on my own. It’s
frustrating to be fed by another person. I’m absolutely disgusted that I am unable to get a
tissue up to my face, so I can blow my nose. Being helpless does things to one’s feeling of
personal worth. Worst of all is knowing how you hate being my caregiver. I see the
resentment in your eyes and I hear it in your voice. I know that deep down you wish not to be
bothered with me. Well, I wish the same. Surprised? I have no choice, but I have to live out
the years that have been allotted to me. I’m sorry that the job of caring for me has fallen on
your shoulders. I wonder which of us carries the bigger burden!
Author Unknown
