...for thier own good? I know that's a bad way to put it, but I don't know of any other words to describe it, so let me explain. My grandfather passed away last year. But for the last 3 or so years leading up to his death his movement and pain got so bad that he could barely walk from room to room in his own house. He lived alone because my grandmother had already passed away. He refused to live with a family member or go into a nursing home because he had lived there for the last 45 years and that's where he wanted to be, and refused to let anyone stay there to help him. But just to see him like that was so sad, it's like he was waking up every day just to be in hell. He even said it was so bad he wanted to kill him, but he didn't because he would go to hell. Anyway, I found myself (I'm going to say this for lack of better words) almost wishing that he would die, just so he wouldn't have to live such a horrible life every day. Now that he's gone I look bad at that and feel like a piece of shit for even having those thoughts, so I'm just asking, in a situation like that, is that even remotely normal?