on boxing day, my mother was forced out of her house by 2 of my siblings who have power of attorney. They have not allowed me to see her since then. We fight alot, my sibs, and I have been her caregiver for 4 years. she wanted to stay at home until she dies, so I told her I would stay and try and make sure that happens. Power of attorney is a dangerous instrument - it gets abused. Now they are selling off her house and throwing me into the streets. My mother has dementia so she doesn't know what their doing, and they lie to her so much. I miss her so much. In a split second they took my mother, our home and ruined our lives, particularly mine, didn't see it coming. I delayed looking for a job after my father died last september - he wanted me to help my mom while she recovered from her stroke. They both were in the hospital at the same time, except she came out alive. My siblings are cruel and they abuse power of attorney and no one can really help. Lawyers are expensive so now I'm stuck. I feel her loss like she is already dead and yet she is only a half hour drive from home. She stays with my sister, the one who took her and who eventually wants my mother in a nursing home. She is truly cruel and evil. She lives well with her husband who makes lots of money and she's cold blooded. I didn't think I could feel so much pain. Losing my mother and home at the same time, with few options, there are times I don't want to wake up in the morning, my heart and soul is so angry at them and lonely for my mother. We always had a rough relationship growing up and living with her these last few years, I got to know her as a person and an older and wiser mom. We finished our unfinished business and finally started to have some fun together. We both like to sing and enjoy watching old musicals particularly Mario Lanza and Deanna Durbin, our favourites. I can barely watch the movies because it makes me think of her. Sometimes I just want to end it and visit her in spirit and take her with me to join my father. sounds nuts, I know, but things were good when it was just me and my parents. My siblings come over to our home and cause trouble just like when we were kids. I cry alot, too tired to look for a job or anything. not sure what to do.