I am a 25 year old woman, graduated only a few years ago and at the beginning of my career. I work full time as a tech/business consultant. 
 

My dad at the peak of the covid crisis last year around March, was diagnosed with a rare tumour in his spine - Chordoma. And so began the very difficult journey of getting him the right treatment in a pandemic. I have a younger brother who has just starred university and my mum works full time running the family business. 
 

Because of the rarity of my dad's disease, he had to be transferred to the hospital to be treated initially (which is in Birmingham). This is far away from where my mum and family is based (North Yorkshire). My dad stayed there for 2/3 months, largely bed bound. Despite covid I would finish my working week, cook food for him (as he was taking a dislike for hospital food), take a 2 hour train ride to him, feed him, stayed with him for as long as possible, groomed him when I was there (shave, brush teeth/hair, sponge down, moisturise, clip toenails, etc.). I did the most that I could given the circumstances. 
 

When the treatment at Birmingham was not as successful as we hoped, I got in touch with the leading expert in my dad's cancer and had him transferred down to London. Here he had the treatment done relatively successfully. He had a couple of months of intense rehab at a rehab centre to re learn how to walk again and is now having follow up radiotherapy. While he is having radiotherapy I have rented a flat in London, and I have uprooted my Life to live here with him, to working from home full time while taking care of him as he has his radiation treatment. 

I am not denying he has been through so much, and I really do sympathise for him. But my issue is that he has become incredible nasty, bitter and spiteful towards me, and I am not really sure what I have done wrong. He will shout and swear at me for the smallest things, put me down constantly and shows zero appreciation or gratitude (not that I want it, but he's not even pleasant!) 

I have literally tried to do everything - found him the leading expert for his cancer, tried to visit him as much as I could, cook for him to keep his spirits up during a global pandemic. Becoming my dad's carer while trying to work from home full time during a pandemic is not what I envisioned for myself at age 25 but here I am living through it the best I can. 

I am trying to attribute as much as I can to his diagnosis and treatment and look/move past it but I'm not sure how much longer I can take this. My own mental health is suffering and with lockdown back in place I don't feel like I have much of a support network around (not that I really did from the beginning). 

He has just under 6 weeks left of his radiation and I'm just praying I can get through this without cracking. Hoping I can get some support from you all.