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Mind you, I went thru several years after my father's death where I was taking care of my mother (and mind you this was during my teenage years when I should have been out causing heck and necking in the backseats of cars). I begged my brother to help me but he was too busy in college (which was 8 hours away) and basically said it was my duty to help her thru all of this. The first few summers he would come home from college to live but by his Junior year he pretty much stayed all year at the college. I can't blame him, I would do the same exact thing if I was in his position. However, I was just too young to deal with all of this. But I was lucky, my mother got over it and found someone. I think when I insisted on living at the dorms at college (which was only 45 minutes away) she realized that I was trying to escape too. She found some great support groups to help her deal with it.
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