In 2011 I had surgery to remove oral cancer. All was well until a few months ago when a biopsy and scans confirmed the cancer is back (in my sinuses) and is now also in my lungs. And it's terminal.
As well as the cancer, I have depression (pre-dating the original cancer), and have often felt suicidal. In a way the terminal diagnosis is a relief, as I had intended to refuse treatment if the medics had felt this was viable. Chemo is an option as a last resort, when things get bad, but I don't plan to have it. I'll most likely end my life before it gets to that stage.
Life was hard with the depression alone. Now I see no future and no hope for meaningful living. Each day is an effort, not because of physical effects (there's no pain), but the mental anguish is sometimes unbearable. I just want it to end.
Sorry to be such a downer.