Well, I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself, and also mad at myself for doing this to my body.
Yes...I had three glasses of red wine and 3 whole cigarettes!! Newly diagnosed, and wondering why me, and all the things you beat yourself up about ...going around and around in my head. 😭
I HATE THIS DIAGNOSIS....I don't know how to accept it or deal with it yet. I'm so incredibly sad, confused, and also mad!
Just newly married 2 yrs. ago tomorrow. Yet, I'm so very depressed. I'm sorry for my new husband..having to deal with me this way.
I lost my only son 5 yrs ago due to an accidental drowning. He was 31. Hit his head, and was gone in a matter of minutes. I miss him so!
Poor, poor me. That's just how I feel at the moment.
I honestly don't want to bring anyone down. So sorry if I do that to anyone here. Just feeling down tonight. Wallowing in self pity doesn't help...I know, but I somehow feel entitled to do that. Guess the wine helped that emotion rise to the surface. I'm scared. I'm taking this bad. Why...oh why didn't I listen yrs ago....ya know?
I do know that this is not a place to whine and carry on. Plz forgive me. I'm having my very first pity party.
In the morning I will regret posting this. Right now, I just need a friend who understands.
Been Crying...and would scream if I could. I'm not afraid to die...I just can't stand to think of struggling to breathe.
To all of you....I will be right here if you need a friend.
And again...forgive my state of mind. It's a lot to take in. 😔
A friend to you all....
Phyllis. ❣