My mom was recently diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer that has spread to her lymph nodes. her brain. her liver. her back and her throat.
Since she was diagnosed, I feel like I have been selfish. Focused on the way it affects me. I know what she is dealing with, but since they have told her she wasn't suppose to make it to chemo, I have been finding myself lost in my own mind.
Lost. Sad. Anxious.
I find it consumes most of my thoughts. My time at work is spent googling outcomes, statistics. My conversations are centred around it. The more I focus on it the more the pains in my chest start from anxiety. I sleep, all the time.
I know this isn't about me. She's the one with terminal cancer. She's the one who is sick. My dad is the one loosing his life partner. But - With me being only 24 I can't reason this. And I can't help but have it consume my mind. Knowing she won't be there for my wedding... My children. Ect.
I know it is suppose to affect me. But the amount it takes over my mind seems to be too much.
Any input would be greatly appreciated.