I am the mother of a young adult recently diagnosed with terminal cancer. Everyday I wake up to the nightmare of what is happening and I’m finding it hard to arrive at a place of acceptance. I don’t know where to go with it or what to do and my mind careens from hope to despair to grief and back again. He doesn’t want anyone outside of the family to know so I’m limited in who I can talk to and do not want to burden the other family members as we are all under extreme pressure right now. I’ve started to isolate myself and feel like I’m shutting down. I’m writing this post in the hope that I can start to make sense of this awful situation.
