Apologies for possible mistakes as I am not an English native... I've been struggling with symptoms like anxiety and depression (cannot say I have those mental diseases because I wasn't diagnosed, but sometimes I surely feel I will lose my mind).
I'm 25 years old and my boyfriend has colon cancer with liver metastasis. He has been doing chemo for 6 months and most of our relationship had this cancer present (we've been together for 13 months). Two weeks ago doctors said that there's no possibiliy of operating the liver, which means the cancer is not curable... I have been very distressed as it looks like a death sentence. They might try other technique to give him some quality of life (because the chemo has secondary effects and it's not working anyway)... But it's like helping him living with the disease, not curing him. We don't know how much long he will live and I don't know if I want to know....
This journey has been a real struggle and although me and my boyfriend are both being followed by psychologists, I'm afraid it's not enough for me, because I have been suffering a lot. I'm constantly distressed, cry very often and sometimes I panic thinking about his death, as I'm afraid I will be even more lonely when he's gone... Sometimes I am able to leave the spiral of negative thoughts and do stuff for myself... I work and do activities, I try do distract myself. But sometimes it feels unbearable, like a pain it will never cease.
I'm tired about friends being overly positive, they just say stuff like "be positive", almost not acknowledging how difficult this is... I feel completely misunderstood and for that reason sometimes I feel very lonely and not enough supported ... People don't ask me how I'm doing, and because I moved in a new city, I don't have much physical company from friends.
Furthermore, I feel that this experience made me an even more deep person (I always kinda felt I didn't fit society) and I look around and it's just superficial people that say stuff like "oh that girl on TV needs a plastic surgery, she's ugly", I feel so distant of such ideas, and I wish I had more deep people around me...
When I'm desperate i have feelings of wanting to disappear and hating being alive in the first place, like life has lost it's meaning. And yet, I recognise that I'm probably quite strong, and sometimes I can enjoy a bit life, especially when I'm with my boyfriend, who I love a lot. I really make an effort on being positive, but I'm simply such a disatisfied person, and c'mon who could blame me?.. I'm afraid of not being able to live life without him (precisely because he is so important to me)...
Two days ago I was freacking out because I forgot my diary in my grandpas' and I was afraid that they would read it, and that my whole family would find out that I have suicidal thoughts (that still can happen but I managed to calm myself...). I don't think I will kill myself, but writting those awful ideas sort of help me to ventilate.
I think at this point I'm just trying to connect with people and that's why I joined this forum...