Sometimes I really wonder if I can continue to roll with the punches or if the next one will knock me out completely.
So, far I’m still here. How do I start feeling in control and satisfied? Since my diagnosis at the beginning of Aug. I just feel like my life is falling apart. It’s not that I’m all that bad off I guess I just can’t get past the feeling that I’m not good enough. And lots of the time I feel I’m not good enough for Loved One. If Loved One ever left me I think I would snap. Still I sometimes wonder if Loved One wouldn’t be better off without me.
I’m so tired.