I was diagnosed last July, and became terminal in October. The first few months were fine but recently my mental healh is shot. I worry about the future for my husband constantly. I'm not sleeping, and find myself crying at all times day and night.
Friends have disappeared since my diagnosis and my family live miles away. I don't find it easy to talk about how I'm feeling, not to ask for help.
Sorry for sounding negative but it's hard to keep a brave face on things constantly.
Cheers
Stu x