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I have been here a lot the last year or so. Looking back at my posts I see a lot of my lack of faith. And it just gets worse. I don't even want to go to church any more. I even question whether I believe in God anymore.
Since 2010:
-I got cancer (early stages and I am OK now- but I also had it in 1984)
-1 week after starting chemo my brother had a cardiac arrest and we thought he was going to die (congenital heart problems-- has had 4 heart surgeries since age 3). He is in fair-poor health and his cardiac arrest just solidified the fact that I fear he won't last as long as I'd wish.
-My grandma died.
-A friend died.
-Another friend died.
-And then Another friend died.
-My great Aunt died.
-My grandpa died.
-My mother died (in January of this year)
-My nephew's significant other died of a rare fat embolism to the brain after breaking both legs in an accident- at only 20 years old- they were madly in love. And this only a few months after losing his grandma (my mom) so he was double wammy'd.
-My dad is 79, and OK but slightly dingy at times so I worry constantly. He lives with us.
I fear that by the end of this decade I will have lost my brother because of his heart, and my dad because of his age. I will be so lost. My brother and I are like best friends. My family means everything to me.
I have a good husband, but he will never take the place of my folks or brother. I have a beautiful son, and he will be the one thing that keeps me going when everything else is gone.
It is a cruel world. I believe this IS hell. The only reason good things happen is to make that bed feel that much worse.
I am angry at God. What kind of father lets there be such horrible suffering-- suffering that goes way beyond my own.
Sometimes I still believe-- but I am losing it for good. Like the Johnny Lang song- "Leaving To Stay". "I've been waiting for the glory of the coming of the lord. I've heard a lot of stories but my prayers have been ignored. I've been waiting in the wings between the ocean and the shore. But this time I'm leaving to stay, I'm falling away..."
I take Paxil, it helps a little. I miss my mom so much. Nobody seems to understand. I am the one who everyone says has such a positive attitude, even when I had cancer. I was an inspiration- so many people told me. But THIS, losing my mom, has sent me over the edge.
Since 2010:
-I got cancer (early stages and I am OK now- but I also had it in 1984)
-1 week after starting chemo my brother had a cardiac arrest and we thought he was going to die (congenital heart problems-- has had 4 heart surgeries since age 3). He is in fair-poor health and his cardiac arrest just solidified the fact that I fear he won't last as long as I'd wish.
-My grandma died.
-A friend died.
-Another friend died.
-And then Another friend died.
-My great Aunt died.
-My grandpa died.
-My mother died (in January of this year)
-My nephew's significant other died of a rare fat embolism to the brain after breaking both legs in an accident- at only 20 years old- they were madly in love. And this only a few months after losing his grandma (my mom) so he was double wammy'd.
-My dad is 79, and OK but slightly dingy at times so I worry constantly. He lives with us.
I fear that by the end of this decade I will have lost my brother because of his heart, and my dad because of his age. I will be so lost. My brother and I are like best friends. My family means everything to me.
I have a good husband, but he will never take the place of my folks or brother. I have a beautiful son, and he will be the one thing that keeps me going when everything else is gone.
It is a cruel world. I believe this IS hell. The only reason good things happen is to make that bed feel that much worse.
I am angry at God. What kind of father lets there be such horrible suffering-- suffering that goes way beyond my own.
Sometimes I still believe-- but I am losing it for good. Like the Johnny Lang song- "Leaving To Stay". "I've been waiting for the glory of the coming of the lord. I've heard a lot of stories but my prayers have been ignored. I've been waiting in the wings between the ocean and the shore. But this time I'm leaving to stay, I'm falling away..."
I take Paxil, it helps a little. I miss my mom so much. Nobody seems to understand. I am the one who everyone says has such a positive attitude, even when I had cancer. I was an inspiration- so many people told me. But THIS, losing my mom, has sent me over the edge.