How do I write this without it saying, poor me.
I have suffered Depression and Anxiety for a very long time, I do know life is hard, and it dishes it out very frequently, most of the time I can get through my spouts of depression without too much effect, but it is now getting way to hard, so I am reaching out. I cannot talk to my family.
This past 2 years have been a very hard struggle. It started September 15 2012 when my nanna past away, I adored her so much, we would sit on the phone for hours and just chat about nothing, (I think that is why it is now hurting so much, I don't have her to talk too).
July last year, my brother was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he was 33, two weeks after that my other nanna was put into a home with the notice that we are unsure how long she will survive, two weeks after that my auntie was diagnosed with Myemloma (blood cancer), my auntie passed away end of August. My brother saw through Christmas, wish was a massive blessing, as we had an idea it would be his last. My brother passed away in January, I still find it hard to talk about him, I miss him so much, it isn't fair.
About 6 weeks after my brother past away, his girlfriend was diagnosed with the same cancer, I am unsure exactly how long she has, but we are just trying to be there for her.
Beginning of June, my other nanna past away, my poor mum is helpless, my family have closed the doors, they are all numb, I have no idea how to deal with it, how to help my family and how long can the crying go on.
I am so angry all the time, my poor kids cop it mostly.
I have no patience, I am dealing with a bully at work, that I am so close to exploding out on, that I will lose it at her, so I'm thinking i might find another job
I'm kinda hoping that someone can take this pain away, even thought my heart knows that cannot be done.
