Hi, I am new to the forum.
I was diagnosed with HER2 positive breast cancer in 2017. I underwent chemo, single mastectomy and radiotherapy. Followed by Herceptin injections and Zolendronic Acid. I did not have my final Zolendronic Acid as I just could not take anymore. Everything they put in my body made me so Ill. I had some truly awful experiences along the way. I was misdiagnosed - told it was just an age thing, then properly diagnosed 6 months later at the hospital I wanted in the first place.
I was in hospital over Christmas as the chemo had made me so ill and I was treated appallingly.
I suffered terribly with anxiety and was put on Benzodiazepines, which I cannot now get off and can get no help to do so. I have tried all manner of therapies - all of which we have had to pay for privately and none of them have worked. I am currently having acupuncture - which is helping, but I am still struggling greatly.
unfortunately, we do not have good mental health care in our area, especially for this type of mental trauma.
I feel the person I was did in fact die and I am left with this person I do not know or understand and feel I am a terrible burden on my family - my husband looks so haggard and it's all my fault.
I can't sleep more than 5 hours a night, so that's not helping me to cope.
I am easily exhausted and cannot carry out daily duties - I used to look after home and children pretty much on my own because if my husbands job.Now my husband has to do his job and most of mine, I feel so useless.
I feel I have no role in the family anymore, plus we are at the stage where one of our children has left home and the other is looking to move to university next academic year. I feel like I am sliding down a muddy slope and cannot get a foothold. My body has let me down and I don't trust it not to do something else horrible. Every time I feel I am making a little progress, something else happens and it knocks me flat on my face again. Sometimes I feel it would have been better had I not survived. I think I fought for my family's sake more than my own, but now I think I am harming them more this way.
I cannot find joy, peace or motivation.
Well that was depressing wasn't it - sorry ladies - but now it is in print not just in my head.
I know only I can change this, but everything I try just comes to nothing.
