I’ve written on mumsnet before desperately searching for hope. On the 7th of December my mums face dropped slightly. It’s the 29th of February and she’s in a hospice unable to move because of this stupid fucking evil cancer in her head.
62 years old. My best friend. I speak to her everyday. I’ve just had a baby, my sister is 35 weeks pregnant and she is my son’s favourite person. We were told they were treating it, it hasn’t worked.
I don’t know how I’m going to get through this. My mum is everything to me. I see her everyday. How can life be so fucking cruel. She wants to live she wants to be here.