Struggling with breast cancer drugs. Widowed 2.5 years ago, then met a fab guy two months before early breast cancer diagnosis. He’s everything I’d want a man to be but I feel im wrecking it with my meh attitude.
He’s made I clear he’s in for the long haul, thinks our relationship is great and all will be ok. BUT! me, the drug filled zombie me finds some of the things he is just too much. He’s wordy, loves to almost love bomb me with how much he loves me, I’ve never met anyone like it, it feels too much, ive even said so, described love bombing. He’s deep, I’ve never really shared my emotions and tbh I can’t b arsed to poet a response more than I Love You.
the horrendous fatigue leaves me just about deciding what to put in an online food basket and not really capable of being hugely romantic. Id be devastated if we broke up. I’ve seriously been blooming awful tonight I as I said an outright no to doing something I know he would really enjoy and I have no desire whatsoever (even before cancer) to do it. He’s told me he’s hurt by my answer.
he’s suggested kindly that im possibly depressed. Im not sure im depressed. I am however fed up with not feeling myself and am now wondering if I should have been kinder and gone to the ‘bingo’