Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:Op here. Thanks PPs. What I’m referring to moreso is that it makes me question if I am remembering the event correctly?
I then spiral into whether I have it correct or if he does. Almost as if I am convinced that his version is accurate even if I know it’s not. My mind is reversing in some manner. Like I know he’s cognitively impaired but my mind is accepting his version as fact.
This one is more sensitive of an example:
Dad: Jane had two brothers and an abortion four times with four sons she would’ve had sons.
My mind: I know Jane had no children but is it true? Is this why? It can’t be because they wouldn’t have had gender ultrasounds back then. I then started researching the subject. My mind now always thinks of what if Jane had those abortions and that’s why she had no children.
Sometimes it’s smaller things:
Dad: Judy called me yesterday.
My mind: Did Judy call? Maybe I didn’t realize she had the number. Would she have called? My mind races with thoughts.
I’m not sure how to even describe this. Is this gaslighting myself?
I hadn’t heard of anyone else experiencing this and I’m not sure if its a form of anxiety, if it’s some type of forming mental incapacitation in me, or absolutely normal?
Maybe because he's always been infallible and an authority figure. My dad is really smart and I would be inclined to believe him from habit or instinct... until it's not the case anymore, right?
I just don't understand this at all, OP. Honestly. I have dealt for years with my parents' dementia and have never once thought to give a second thought to the things they say, stories they tell, etc. Every now and then my sister will follow up on something odd my mom said with me, and I just tell her the same thing: why are you even asking about this? Maybe I just have too much stress in other areas of my life to give this any energy, but I just can't understand, as I said, even giving these stories the tiniest bit of head space. Sorry.
OP, I 1000% experience this and what's more, many people in my caregiving support group experience the same. It seems especially true in circumstances where: the family of origin had some serious trauma they kept secret; the family has seen cognitive decline for a while but is struggling to accept it; and where the kids are in midlife and may be going through changes themselves in cognition (perimenopause).
I know for myself, I had been dreading my mom's dementia my entire life. And when she got ill, it felt like the experiences I had as a kid where she minimized the abuse I saw (and really made me question what was real). Through therapy, I also realized that it somehow seemed less upsetting if I was losing my mind than if she was.
Hugs. You're not alone. It's common, and with support and time, it will abate.