Hello,
Im 21 years old and lost my dad two months ago to mesothelioma. He became sick around November time and was diagnosed in February. He was given 2 weeks to live and managed 12. Since November life hasn't really felt real. He declined very quickly towards the end and it's still extremely upsetting to think about how much pain he must have been in and what he must have been thinking at the time. I was also there at the end, which again doesn't feel real at all and I'm not really sure how to cope with all of the above. I've never lost anyone so to lose my dad two weeks after my 21st birthday is kind of earth shattering. He was only 66 but accepted that there was nothing to be done, and by the time we tried to go private and see if we could try immunotherapy it was all too late. Again, I'm really struggling to avoid thinking about how he must of felt through this awful emotional rollercoaster, never mind the physical pain he was in too.
My dad was a true glaswegian so wasn't ever a super emotional person so when he was diagnosed in February he kind of shut down. We'd never been a family that had deep chats or showed much emotion to each other but that's just us. He also didn't really want me to see him much after being diagnosed because he didn't want me to see him so sick, which I completely understand that he was protecting me, but now I'm left with feeling so guilty every day that it makes me feel sick. I feel like I should have been there more, even though I know he didn't want that. We also didn't really say goodbye because again, in his last weeks/days he didn't want me to see him. I am completely broken about the fact that I didn't get to say what I wanted to him and am really struggling to come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to now.
The last few months have been utterly traumatic and it's only just starting to sink in, even though the reality of it still comes in waves. I feel like it's only just starting to hit me hard. I'm back at work, and I work in the hospital as a ward clerk, which can be very upsetting at times and I'm struggling to enjoy it now. The sleepless nights are in full swing and I can't stop crying. I'm a complete mess. I feel lost. I just don't know what to do with myself. I can't get my head around any of it.
Any kind words would be much appreciated x
