Where do I start?
I found out only two days ago that my Mother has been diagnosed with breast cancer. Hearing the words coming out from her mouth is like no other, it is exactly what you can imagine but only 100 times worse. Cancer is everywhere, it seems that it surrounds us. But never do you expect to be sat oposite the single most important person in your life telling you they have this damned disease. I am not a strong person, in fact, possibly the most emotionally weak person I know. So to no surprise this news irrevocably crushed me. I have been watching peoples accounts on their experiences with cancer, so I thought I might reach out to someone, if anyone. Because, in all honesty, I am not at all even vaguely coping. I lost my Father when I was 8 years old to suicide, which to this day, 9 years later, has gotten no easier nor has it become any more normal for me. I cannot comprehend losing both of my parents, before I even turn 18. I have to appear strong for my Mother, I know that, but I have found that I cannot look at her without a million different thoughts running through my head, which only results in me just breaking down. Cancer does that to people, right?
