Thank you for the lovely replies. My situation is baffling in that I suffer with clinical depression, and the period from Christmas to May 4th was my worst ever. On May 4th, I was given the dreaded words from my oncologist and, right there, right then the depression headed for hills.
I've worked hard at accepting my diagnosis and preventing my loving family from worrying. I've been strong, I've built up my immune system through intense physical training. I guess being just 2 days away from the treatment, reality hit me. But I've pulled myself together and wish to thank you.
I'm told I'm a good listener. I'm here to help others, not just bring the violin out of the wardrobe. It's about giving. I'm strong, I'm still here, on Monday my suit of armour will go on.
It's my mission to train hard and rest properly. But, what I'd love to do most of all is to lighten someone's load. I'm lucky, I have family, some don't, but strangers one day can be friends the next. All of our friends were strangers once.
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