I'm on an emotional roller coaster. It's been 11 months since my mother's diagnosis and I've had stretches where I was fine and taking each day as it came, but now I'm back in the dark place that kept me down before. I've been off of this site since May. It was after some people on here disagreed with my post and said some things that hurt my already fragile feelings. I vowed to never come back to this site as I don't think there should be any room for cruelty on a site such as this. I'm back now because I do feel like this site helps me to cope. I don't feel so alone in my despair. I hate to read all of the stories of anguish and sadness, but it almost feels like I'm part of a little army of fighters. I know I must push on as my mom doesn't like knowing that I worry about her. She is so strong and positive and I think that is what has helped put her cancer into remission (along with the chemo and lots of prayers, yes I said prayers and I have every right to). I know I need to continue to be optimistic, but lately I've been a ball of anxiety and depression :(. Oh, how I hate this awful disease. It's just so dreadful. I wish you all peace if you can find it.
XOXO,
Northern