My best friend of twenty years was diagnosed with a rare cancer six months ago. She had surgery, was declared surgically cured (no cancer in lymph nodes, clear margins) and started preventative chemo but was told she was surgically cured. A few weeks ago they found a secondary tumour, and a few days ago they've told her it's spread to her lungs and she potentially only has a few months left. She's 35. What the actual fuck. I love her so much. How do I begin to get my head around this?! I'm snappy with my kids, and I want to go and see her but can't pop in as we're five hours apart. I'd drive up at a moment's notice, but I'm also aware that she needs space to process this bombshell. Am I being unreasonable to be out of sorts and a total rat bag to live with?! Any tips on how to move forward?