cardcraft72
06-04-18, 06:47
I'm feeling pretty lost at the moment and I'm not sure if this site is for me or not.
Basically, I have suffered with Agoraphobia/Anxiety/Depression since about July 2001. I haven't been officially diagnosed but I feel I suffer with Social Anxiety too.
My Dad died on Sunday 1st April 2018 at 2.45am - from getting his diagnosis on 24 August 2017 of having a type of lung cancer caused by asbestos, its called Mesothelioma. It took 7 months for him to fade away.
We didn't have a mega close relationship as he married a 2nd time about 14 years a go, the woman had 2 young children (aged 3 & 4 when the first met and got together 16 years a go). When he got together with her he told me that this time he was going to right this time, meaning how he brought the girls up.
Anyhow...there's tonnes to this but I'm in such a place at the moment I don't know where to turn to. I have no friends. Im not speaking to my Mum. I have a brother but he's obviously in grief himself. What Dads illness has taught me is that I've been hiding. I haven't really told anyone how bad I am. I just stay at home. Keeping myself to myself and saying nothing. Sadly everything is flooding out of me and I cant control it - its frightening me where its all coming from....and I'm frightened what I'm going to say. I'm like a ticking bomb waiting to go off any minute
Basically, I have suffered with Agoraphobia/Anxiety/Depression since about July 2001. I haven't been officially diagnosed but I feel I suffer with Social Anxiety too.
My Dad died on Sunday 1st April 2018 at 2.45am - from getting his diagnosis on 24 August 2017 of having a type of lung cancer caused by asbestos, its called Mesothelioma. It took 7 months for him to fade away.
We didn't have a mega close relationship as he married a 2nd time about 14 years a go, the woman had 2 young children (aged 3 & 4 when the first met and got together 16 years a go). When he got together with her he told me that this time he was going to right this time, meaning how he brought the girls up.
Anyhow...there's tonnes to this but I'm in such a place at the moment I don't know where to turn to. I have no friends. Im not speaking to my Mum. I have a brother but he's obviously in grief himself. What Dads illness has taught me is that I've been hiding. I haven't really told anyone how bad I am. I just stay at home. Keeping myself to myself and saying nothing. Sadly everything is flooding out of me and I cant control it - its frightening me where its all coming from....and I'm frightened what I'm going to say. I'm like a ticking bomb waiting to go off any minute