My mum got radiotherapy on her brain, I was really young at the time and don't remember the details, I guess it was a tumour in her brain. Anyway for years she was fine. Then she suddenly got really anxious, and really weak. She would struggle around the house like a ghost and every so often start screaming "where's dad?! GET DAD HOME"in a panick. She constantly asked us where we were going and it irritsted us. We got pissed and said things we shouldn't have, things we now regret. At first the doctors thought she had " low sodium" or some bullshit. Dad thought "oh great, a simple diet change and some pills every so often". Needless to say, it didn't work.

This last year she suddenly went into a deep depression, she doesn't get up most days, just lies in bed. My dad is really stressed, and his dad just dies. I see him bottling in his emotions and I want to do something, but don't know how to help. He's a pretty stoic guy, but dealing with all the shit he does his tearing him apart. My mum refused therapy, again the Irish stoicism probably. She probably thought it made her look crazy, I wish she had tried harder at it, now she just gets filled with pills when she goes to the doctors, none of which work. The latest in fact have made her get worse, now shell stay in bed for a week. Then get up for a die, and cry alot. Sometimes my dad shouts at her for not trying harder to get up and shower, it's certainly not helping but it's tough to blame him. The woman he loves, that he's spent all these years withand he thought he was going to lose, is crumbling in front of him. She cries and says "what's the point?", he probably feels insignificant to her.

I don't know if there's a better form of treatment, but radiotherapy ruined my life, and the live's of my family. We've become those people, one of those tragic stories. And I'm afraid it won't get better.