I don't have anything "profound" to say and I can't answer why you got here. I ask myself that question a hundred times a day. But just sharing how you feel on this forum reaches people, it helps them in their dark times. It's so comforting to read/hear someone put into words exactly how you're feeling. Nothing makes you feel more understood and less alone and I might be a complete stranger but I'm in the trenches with you and thinking of you.

Hiya, thanks for your reply

And yes.....it helps...knowing that I'm not isolated from the real world, although I do feel like it.

Talking to someone who is going through it and knows exactly what you're on about is worth alot.

My family are great but don't help with all the tea and sympathy,  it's not what I want, and by doing so , they make me angry with them.

They have stopped treating me like family and now im a wilting tragic little flower ...not impressed. Now it's caused me to pretend all is well and I'm doing 'great' just so they can stop this, and most of the time I do think, Screw cancer, we gotta go when we gotta go.

But it's other stuff that's starting to niggle me.

I can't drive, and I loved to drive, my car had to go

My friends have all grown bored, can't blame them, who wants to look at this bloated face everyday.

My family only want to see the happy me, I'm constantly at the drs , hospital or bloody pharmacy and that's if and only if I can get...but hey, I'm determined to fight it out and come back the better of it.

I'm desperate to go back to work , part time of course but for sanity reasons.

So as for in the *** trenches, shall we lift ourselves out, dust ourselves down and try again? And if I slip back in I'll keep on doing it.

What's your story ? Want to share.

Thank you for your words. it helped

Hiya, thanks for your reply

And yes.....it helps...knowing that I'm not isolated from the real world, although I do feel like it.

Talking to someone who is going through it and knows exactly what you're on about is worth alot.

My family are great but don't help with all the tea and sympathy,  it's not what I want, and by doing so , they make me angry with them.

They have stopped treating me like family and now im a wilting tragic little flower ...not impressed. Now it's caused me to pretend all is well and I'm doing 'great' just so they can stop this, and most of the time I do think, Screw cancer, we gotta go when we gotta go.

But it's other stuff that's starting to niggle me.

I can't drive, and I loved to drive, my car had to go

My friends have all grown bored, can't blame them, who wants to look at this bloated face everyday.

My family only want to see the happy me, I'm constantly at the drs , hospital or bloody pharmacy and that's if and only if I can get...but hey, I'm determined to fight it out and come back the better of it.

I'm desperate to go back to work , part time of course but for sanity reasons.

So as for in the *** trenches, shall we lift ourselves out, dust ourselves down and try again? And if I slip back in I'll keep on doing it.

What's your story ? Want to share.

Thank you for your words. it helped

Hi Kat,

I can't give you a proper reply right now as things are manic here (my mother has terminal lung ca and I think she needs to be admitted again, i'm her only carer and my Dr suspects I have ovarian cancer) but I wanted to write a quick reply because I don't want you to feel alone or forgotten about, i know what that's like. Will reply properly soon, be kind to yourself.

Dee

Hi....

Jese don't worry about a proper reply

You go and sort your problems and awful situation out...

I'll still be here..

Please take care and stay strong x