all our plans all our dreams and goals all stolen and what remains is just a huge black void i try to keep busy and i've been working in part time and temporary jobs since cancer stole our future but lonliness, isolation, anger and my own health issues have meant that this is only short respites and all returns with a smash and a bang.
i move through the days and nights alone and in pain - physical, emotional and mental pain. i have no purpose and no goals. all that i was has been stolen. all our dreams have been broken.
i try to show a positive and resilient facade - but that is what is is....a facade and one with many cracks and flaws that it's difficult and extremely taxing to keep up. i cry
