Newgeneration wrote:Ayrayen wrote:It's cancer in the Lymph, right at the throat. They can't stop it from spreading since they are unable to pick all of it away.
They can just extend his life by using some laser surgery.
That's definitely no good. My grandma on my moms side of the family died from cancer of the lymphoma, it was sad really. I just tried my best to ignore the situation.
I completely cared for what was going on, but instead of showing emotion, I stood out of the way and just let things pass. (she was a goner anyways, no use fighting it) Now-a-days I can't even look at her gravestone, or even get near the cemetery anymore without getting teary-eyed and emotionally unstable. Even though I am an overall happy person, all these things change when I visit that cemetery.
I totally understand, it's hard, and it must be
even harder being bipolar.
On a side note, I had a swollen lymph node in my arm pit a few years ago, and it almost could have been cancer of the lymphoma, but it just turned out to be the consequence of cat-scratch fever. (yes, that's a real thing)
Edit: What's sad is I've gone this long with this scenario out of my head, almost four years since she passed away, now I'm looking back on it. Not a good thing to do really when all it does is make you feel depressed.
Must've been pretty rough, eh?
I hope you're doing good...
Stoneheart wrote:Harmless wrote:I'm curious to see how many people on Runouw also experienced the urge to, or at least attempted suicide. You're not alone, I tried 20 times (I had a pretty ♥♥♥♥ life too...).
Twice, never had the guts to go through with it. But I've hit rock bottom once, twice, three times, maybe more. Lost people to cancer, and I can't even bear setting foot in a nursing home because it reminds me of my grandmother with Alzheimer's who doesn't even recognize me anymore.
And while I consider death as just a door we can never see out of, it doesn't mean we have to step through it. Life may be ♥♥♥♥, but it's not ♥♥♥♥ enough to kill ourselves over. Things can turn around for the better. It may take decades, maybe a week, maybe a month to a year. But it can change. It gets better, but only for those who want to fight for it.
And you have shown you can fight for it, Bipolar or not. You've got the guts to live, and that's what is keeping you from killing yourself. Because you hold onto the branch of hope that things will turn out alright.
And they will. I promise you. It won't be sudden, but it will be alright.
So far, my life has been nothing but a failure.
As pessimistic this may sound, i'm ♥♥♥♥ no one, i'm a complete ♥♥♥♥ failure.
Dudes, i can't hold it back anymore, i'm that one freaking dude who hides his feelings and cry over it in the nights once in a month.
I really hope you guys will make the right decisions in life.
But I'm so close to giving up right now.
I'm sure i have cancer, and i will have to do a research soon.
And honestly, knowing that, scares the ♥♥♥♥ out of me.
I've lived in fear ever since i was young, both physically and mentally.
There's so much stress, depression, and just... this is way too much for me to be able to handle.
It's ridiculous.
I hope you people still understand that you're comments means a whole ton for me. It shows me that you're there, reading this, even tho' you might not know me.
But this is my last stand before i collapse this night, i can't think straight, I shake without control, i'm scared and i can't stop crying.
I am truly pathetic right now, but i hope... everything will turn out alright, because i too have dreams.. But i just never seem to be able to reach them like others do.
I really try as hard as i can, please, i really do...
But, right now... i lost it..
I have no one to talk with, i have been alone for so long.
The pain of solitude, it's my worst freaking nightmare.
I love you all..