knowing when you are not wanted.

I learned on Saturday that you might think someone appreciates you, your company, and your efforts, but that isn't always the case. It isn't really personal. You can do your best and try and make the best of a bad situation, showing up and trying to brighten a few hours in their day, even if they can't remember, because you feel that is something that can only help--but you could be wrong. It might just hurt them more to be reminded that you exist, and have to think about the shell of a person they have become. Your sheer presents is a stab that you didn't intend, and they stab back. Reality is a harsh place, and although you meant well, maybe it is better for everyone if it is left alone. Maybe there is a part of me that just wants to have a little piece of the old version back, but i am barking up the wrong tree. Maybe i have disillusioned myself to believe i have been doing 'the right thing' all these years, but this last experience has left me scarred and questioning the real reason for these trips. Have i just not allowed myself to accept the severity of this situation because it is too tough to stomach, so i pretend its okay? I think i might have just found acceptance.