I am feeling so sad. There are no adequate words to use to explain the way that I am feeling. I am deeply sad, frustrated, angry, and lots of other, more distinct and less distinct. MY PRECIOUS FATHER and I are supposed to be enjoying being FATHER AND DAUGHTER. I am so angry that just when my Father was doing so well, my Father did not have any illness, my Father's rights and our rights were violated. We tried so diligently to protect my Father. I tried so much, to exhaustion, to help my Father. My Father was not supposed to ever leave our home. We know about the negligence at the facilities. We experienced that daily basis. I tried to tell my Father that he would be best in our home. The therapy would be our home. I only know life with my Father. Why? I am so despondent. I am not taking care of all that I have to do. I want to be with my Father. I am not well. I just cry. I am so sad. I do not have good family or good friends. I have tried to find a support group.