I dont know if im just thick, stupid or what. I had breast cancer 5 years ago ( i lived in surry and had my treatment in st lukes, guildford) The point is. I was almost totaly ok after the diognosis.  I just rather took it by day.  I didnt think . this was not real. And I couldnt die  from this. My sister had died from this ( or a variaction of this) To this day I dont know if im being stupid. I tried as hard as i was able to save my sister 5 years previously, everyone was against me at the time. in the end enen i knew it was hopless. But  i tried as hard as anyone ever could. I woukd sit on a train to a workshop that i thought may have helped. .In tears. no one choose to notice me. and i didnt care. all i wanted was t stop my sister dieing. I was not able to do that in the end. But im still having problems. I know my sister , dad ,mum wouldnt be happy for me to be so upset. Im still scared that my cancer will come back. I shoukd be recovering. but im not.