The Caregivers' Guilt Dumpster - Open for business
I titled this discussion with tongue-in-cheek, but only part way. As this caregivers discussion group has begun I have been struck by the number of times the word 'guilt' is used by us caregivers. It is unfortunate, understandable, unnecessary, and, to me, more often than not, unwarranted!
I believe 99% of our guilt is so unwarranted we caregivers need a place to get rid of it. This gave me an idea....
So here is our Caregivers' Guilt Dumpster! Feel free to check in, and make a deposit anytime you want! The dumpster is big, it has no weight limit, 24/7/365 availability (since we as caregivers often live on that same 24/7/365 schedule), no fees, and the lid is now open! 🙂
I'll start.
More often than not, I believe a person is thrust into a caregiving role. It seems to just happen and we answer the call for some variety of reasons. Those who adopt the nickname of 'caregiver' obviously have accepted our call.
As we each know, caregiving comes with no employee handbook, no job description, no timesheet to clock in and out, and an awfully slim benefits package. I likened my initial feelings as a caregiver to those I had the first time I jumped into the deep end of a swimming pool. In over my head and trying my best to just not drown.
In the 14 years I was my wife's primary caregiver I had loads and loads of feelings of guilt. Heck, sometimes I would feel guilt before I even did something because I was unsure of my ability to do what she needed. But, thankfully, we always seemed to manage. Not always the smoothest of managing, but we did get to say 'mission accomplished'.
Yes, the 'mission' at hand would get accomplished and sometimes I would be repaid with a smile and sometimes with a snarl. While the 'mission' got done -- however my feelings of guilt often did not end. To fight the guilt, I finally began to use a mantra/image to help me through the guilt. Before I would start, I'd close my eyes for a brief moment. When I would reopen them I would say to myself "Well, Scott, no one appeared in this room to take my place for this task, so all I can do is give it my best."
This did help. I still had some, but at least less, of the guilt. My reality now is too much of those feelings of guilt still nag at me and hang on my shoulders like a weight. So I leave it here. Now. Today. In the guilt dumpster!
Feel free to have at it!
Peace and strength to all caregivers!
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@rasasarabis Your plate is so very full and likely somewhat lonely, too. So difficult to watch our loved ones fade away and really struggle as their health deteriorates. My husband is 85, dementia and CHF that is rapidly progressing. I, too, feel so much guilt and look back on the last dozen or so years and think that wasn't so bad. Even then though I was fustrated and complaining the entire time. Forgive yourself, accpt we cannot change the past and then move on. You are there for her now when she needs you the most.
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5 Reactions@jenniferkr thank you. I've always wanted the best for her. To see her get some resemblance of her independence back. Now...no chance of that. Roles really to switch as our parents age.
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5 Reactions@loopycann, I wish I could lift that guilt from your shoulders. You're carrying enough weight. We make the decisions with the information, energy and compassion we have at our disposal at the time. Of course, you could've gone into your mom's room that morning. But at the time, you were acting according to the information you had and with care. Your mom is a light sleeper so you wanted to signal to her that you were there, but also give her the time and space to either continue to sleep or slowly wake up. That was kind and caring.
The next sequence of events were not in your control or the cause of any action you did or didn't do. Your mom wouldn't want you to think that way. She wants you to be kind to yourself. ❤️
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3 ReactionsFirst up, I love this Guilt Dumpster! And I chuckle this morning, because I'm anxious to post how I'm feeling. Okay, I feel guilt over not feeling guilty, over my husband's care. Maybe it's because before my mother died, I should have left my job (Aha, there's the culprit of my targeted guilt) and cared for her as only child. I did everything I could remotely, I set up elder care, etc., because I was in Boston, she lived in Virginia and my husband working in New Jersey. What I couldn't provide was what she needed most: the ongoing emotional support from me just being there, to touch, feel, and take her daily fears away. So now, I have an opportunity for a do over, with my husband's care. I didn't sign up for his MCI or to be a caregiver. Scott is right there is no job description. But what I do know; I'm here, with that touch, feel and helping to dispel any fear that may come his way. While he's still functioning and knows me, and through whatever comes our way, I'm here to make his life better, and in doing so, mine too.
Thank you, Guilt Dumpster! Best, Karla
@colleenyoung
Well said and I second it!!!!