today I cant breathe and haven't slept properly for a few nights. my head is in circles. hopefull then fearing the totally worst outcome. aunt died of breast cancer in her late 30's. I am 46. can't think straight and if anyone else says its going to be fine I might actually go stark staring madly wild and kick the Christmas tree over.
I haven't told many people but feel bad having told them cos they're all worried now and I am worried about them being worried and the constant phone calls. my head is so far up my arse and I want Christmas to fuck off till I am ready