So i found out that I need a mastectomy two weeks ago.
I was chatting to my sister and said, it doesn't make sence, you just get another baby (her 3rd) and I get breast cancer.
I didn't mean it horribly, just working out how on earth we can have the same genes, and my body screw me over, i've always had a good diet, not drank much alcohol. Yet i get secondary infertility and now this.
Although I now have a beautiful adopted little boy and my birth daughter. I am still sad i will never be able to give my daughter a biological sibling. My son gets a new half sibling every year from his birth mummy.Which is difficult.
I actually feel like this sadness of not being able to give my daughter a sibling has made me ill.
Anyway, she has been sending messages saying i refuse to engage with you if you are going to be unkind. I don't understand how I can't say how i feel to my own sister at a time like this. I just feel sharfted, i know there's a lot of people out there with the same illness. But I am not like the amazing bowlbabe i'm afraid, i'm really *** off. I've been healthy, i've taught and helped lots of pupils over the years. Then the universe sends me infertility and now this. I don't want people to be harsh and say your'e an unkind cow. But was it a horrid thing to say? Maybe odd, i didn't want to make her feel guilty. Just said it. I said what i was thinking, you got the baby and i got C
I am also going over all the not nice things like my childhood, thinking this/that has caused this. Has anyone else done this. I feel ok one minute, then upset and furious the next. I have supportive friends and wonderful kids, who i can't tell. A lovely husband who is kind. But i feel really alone and sad, i do have a mum but she's not maternal and has been horrible to me and my sister over the years, said really cruel things, wish i'd never had you, if there was a way of killing you and noone would find out i would. She said this to me when i was 14. I still feel sad at 50. I used to get hit pretty much every day, my face was rubbed in my dinner. It's all coming back now. I wonder Is this why i'm ill, why i was infertile? I have lots of lovely friends, but so much sadness inside. My mum used to make things up so my dad would hit me. My sister said on the phone that i'd said I couldn't be there for her and her new baby. What i actually said was, i feel so sad, i don't feel like i can be there for you at this special time, due to finding out my situation and needing a mastectomy. I can't believe she would turn this around. She's reminding me of my mum, i don't want to cut her out, but she is hurting me, twisting things i say, not hearing me. Not getting me, it's painful enough to be going through this, i can't have someone constantly pulling me to pieces, i'vd had enough.
Sometimes i think, if it wasn't for my kids, i wouldn't care that i've got this. All the pain would go away if i died.x