My parents, my grandparents, and the whole extended family basically treated me like I was made of glass my entire life. I lived in this little bubble, an idealized tiny world that I thought was my permanent reality, until the day my mom ended up in the hospital with a horrific diagnosis. That’s when the shell finally cracked. For six months, I was a complete mental wreck. I honestly can't pinpoint the exact moment I finally snapped out of it and realized that this stuff happens to everyone—not just us—and that everything before was just a manufactured illusion. That was when I finally decided to step up and deal with reality head-on.
Dear Ivanica, I know exactly what you mean... except I'm currently stuck in those first six months you described. I spent 27 years living in this perfect little fantasy world, and then, overnight, everything changed because of my dad's illness. Those first few months were absolutely terrifying, and honestly, I'm not doing much better now. I feel like nobody gets it, not even my boyfriend... I don't know what's happening inside me, but I can feel myself slowly coming to terms with the situation, even though I'm still fighting it. Right now, all I want is to stay home with my dad and the rest of the family. I want to soak up every single second with him because his diagnosis is devastating (they gave him 3-6 months), though I refuse to believe it! I have zero desire to go out anymore, and most of my "friends" barely even check in on me. It feels like they just don't get it, and it's hard.
Sometimes I have nobody to vent to, so this forum and prayer are what keep me going. 🙂 Even though we're strangers, I feel this deep connection to all of you. Hang in there, everyone. 👍
Dear Ivanica, I know exactly what you mean... except I'm currently stuck in those first six months you described. I spent 27 years living in this perfect little fantasy world, and then, overnight, everything changed because of my dad's illness. Those first few months were absolutely terrifying, and honestly, I'm not doing much better now. I feel like nobody gets it, not even my boyfriend... I don't know what's happening inside me, but I can feel myself slowly coming to terms with the situation, even though I'm still fighting it. Right now, all I want is to stay home with my dad and the rest of the family. I want to soak up every single second with him because his diagnosis is devastating (they gave him 3-6 months), though I refuse to believe it! I have zero desire to go out anymore, and most of my "friends" barely even check in on me. It feels like they just don't get it, and it's hard.
Sometimes I have nobody to vent to, so this forum and prayer are what keep me going. 🙂 Even though we're strangers, I feel this deep connection to all of you. Hang in there, everyone. 👍