I’m an only child, well I say child...I’m 35. The last 3 years have been a bit of a roller coaster regarding my mum, who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in 2016, which came as a complete shock as she didn’t even know she had any ovaries! (She thought she had a full hysterectomy when she was 29 years old after an eptoptic pregnancy ruptured her Fallopian tube and she was under the impression that this was the case as she was also put on full hrt therapy after that and thought that everything including ovaries had been removed) anyway to be told she had ovarian cancer was earth shattering. She had surgery to remove everything and we were told it was a success and she wouldn’t need chemo or anything like that and was getting the blood tests 3 monthly which was a relief so after a scary few months we thought we were home and dry. Until June last year. After her going back and fore her gp complaining of pain behind her belly button for a few months she eventually went for a biopsy which revealed that there was a growth there that was cancerous. She had that removed. Then was told she was fine again. She had some bowel problems and was back and fore to gp again. Had 2 colonoscopys where a ‘harmless polyp’ was found. Well after more months of what I feel was timewasting, back and fore for scans, waiting months in between being seen and anything being actually done!  This ‘harmless polyp’ is now confirmed as cancer and that its spread to both lungs and is terminal! It’s unbelievabe. I am struggling to say the least to get my head around this. I have major anxiety and depression anyway which is something Iv dealt with for years even before mum got ill. I’m on a fair bit of medication for it and it’s a daily battle. The chemo begins in 3 days. I feel like I’m staring down the barrel of a gun, I’m petrified of what’s coming, I put on a brave face for mum but inside I’m literally a wreck who’s barely keeping their head above water. I also feel like my mums new husband (been married about 6 years) is making the situation worse, She lives an hour away from me so I don’t see her as often as i would like, but when’s I do go there he’s always so moody and makes it plainly obvious that he doesn’t want me there it’s like he is jealous of the close relationship I have with my mum. Its difficult having to bite my tongue (I’m not really known for that lol) I gets that hes probably just as scared as I am but why make it like a battle!? Why make it any more difficult by acting the way he does at times!? There’s a load more to the story but I Just wondered if anyone else has experienced this kind of situation? A parents new partner making you feel like you’re intruding in some way!?? Sorry for the novel, feels good to unload it all to people who know how terrifying it all is