Reality

It's been more than 4 years since my grandma got demented. The disease is in it's last stage now and I always thought that such things only happen in tv shows, to other families.

So what do I do now when it happens to me? Sometimes I just can't help but feel that life's unfair.

Yes, I may indulge myself in self-pity for as long as I want, but I don't think many of you go through what I, or rather, my family has to deal with.

So why us? Why lucky me?