Erna's Story

Here's my story with Dobby. At first, I thought I didn't have one, but then I suddenly remembered my grandparents.

It was a long time ago, but my grandmother developed Alzheimer's or dementia—I don't remember exactly. I do remember, however, that my grandfather couldn't cope with her changed behavior. She blamed him for everything: if she lost something, he'd done it. If she thought the room had suddenly become a different color, my grandfather was the one to blame.

The man couldn't take it anymore, and they were separated. It had no other choice. My grandfather died not long after. My grandmother was able to continue in her unreal reality for another five years.

Erna