I've been struggling with multiple mental problems since a VERY young age. Been there and done that with a lot of people, situations,drugs and alcohol. I like to think I'm a good person. I help others if I'm able to. All it does is bite me in the butt. I used to think karma was a "get what you give" concept. Its the opposite for me. I help and it hurts me. I worry all the time! To the point where I don't eat or sleep for days. A month after I finished chemotherapy my fiancee was diagnosed with acute liver failure. As I got better he got worse. 3 months later I sat and held him until he passed away. It's only been 2 months since I buried him. I never had family of my own ( story for another time). I was so happy when his kids(they were/are adults) treated me like one their own. They even occasionally called me mom. Now that he's gone his ENTIRE family turned on me faster than a pack of starving vultures.
They say and do the most hurtful things to me anymore. It feels like the whole world is hates me and see everyone as an enemy. I sit in my house 24/7 alone. No friends, no family, no hope. I spend most of my time pacing, crying and puking. I have so much built up hate and anger when someone does try to connect with me I explode. Uncontrollable swearing. Then I'll recluse and have what I call a "come apart". Cry for hours on end. Wondering what the hell I did so wrong since I was 3 years old to deserve it all. Starting to get so tired of everything that never stops in my head. I don't know what to do anymore and I know it is literally killing me. My oncologist told me the stress and anxiety is harmful. I didn't realize how true that was until I saw for myself. Lost 43 pounds in less than 2 months from it. Ain't that something?? Cancer isn't killing me, my own mind repeatedly playing my life is. Any suggestions???