Looking for a handhold and a place to panic, really, whilst I try and work from home.
My Mum has a raised mark on her chest, noticed a few weeks ago. I persuaded her to go to the GP as it looks a bit strange (but not loads like the pictures of skin cancer online). She went today, and GP said due to its surface she thinks it’s a wart, but obviously they’ve referred her to the hospital to get it checked. I knew they’d do this as it’s standard practice for a skin change, I had a friend recently go through the exact same thing and all was fine. Except now I’m really panicking, convincing myself the doctor was lying about what she thinks it is and she’s going to have advanced melanoma, I’m going to have to care for her as she dies…
I’m only 29, I’m an only child and my Dad passed away from an aggressive cancer when I was 23. I just can’t stop thinking I’m going to be an orphan before I’m 30 and that every time something starts going well in my life something comes along and ruins it. There’s no point being hopeful for the future and making plans because life is just endlessly hard. I know I’m catastrophising and letting my anxiety win but it’s so hard.