so, ive had a brain tumour. I went through a traumatic surgery. I became epileptic again for a short while. It was hell.
i got past this and got the tests back from my doc. And its all good news. And all i could think, while my parents basically celebrated was; fuck, i never really cared whether i lived or died. In fact, i was hoping it would kill me slowly.
now i cant drink, or smoke, or practice any of my maladaptive coping mechanisms wjthout looking like a ****
brain cancer patients are meant to feel relieved and like theyve got a new lease on life but i just dont. The tumour didnt affect my life at all. The seizures did tho, and treatment made them come back.
Feeling this way makes me feel like a ****. Im being an ass to my parents because im so tired of all this health shit.
On top of this, im back to cutting again. I dont feel like im gonna off myself but its one manic episode away.
i got past this and got the tests back from my doc. And its all good news. And all i could think, while my parents basically celebrated was; fuck, i never really cared whether i lived or died. In fact, i was hoping it would kill me slowly.
now i cant drink, or smoke, or practice any of my maladaptive coping mechanisms wjthout looking like a ****
brain cancer patients are meant to feel relieved and like theyve got a new lease on life but i just dont. The tumour didnt affect my life at all. The seizures did tho, and treatment made them come back.
Feeling this way makes me feel like a ****. Im being an ass to my parents because im so tired of all this health shit.
On top of this, im back to cutting again. I dont feel like im gonna off myself but its one manic episode away.
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