I lost a few friends, and didn't have a lot to start with. For a year or maybe a bit longer prior to my diagnosis, my son had been getting harder and harder to get together with. Long story, but, when I told him of my diagnosis, he stopped ignoring my txts etc for a while, and we spoke regularly on phone, and he said he as sorry he'd been so absent recently. It wasn't just me, he was ghosting my entire family. Anyway, all of a sudden he stopped answering my txts for no apparent reason. This was right in the middle of my treatment.......8 rounds of cisplatin, 35 radiation treatments, head and neck. Pretty horrific treatment. So I get pissed off at him and sent him a txt letting him have it, about how he was ignoring his grandmother, uncle, aunty, cousins, and me. He came back with the lamest bullshit excuses you ever heard......and I told him so. Then he told me to piss off and I'm not his family anymore. Said I'm not welcome to contact him anymore. And I haven't seen him or heard from him since. The xmas after that, I got up the courage to just go to his house, to deliver an xmas present. I didn't even get tot he front door and he yelled out from inside to piss off or he'll call the cops. So I left, and the police rang me later and told me that if I contact him again he will go to magistrates court to put a restraining order on me. I raised him, my only son, only child. His mother got seriously mentally ill when he was 5 years old....and wound up being confined to mental institutions again and again for years. She's still an outpatient 30 years later. He's been the person I care about more then anything in life. I'm gutted. Not a day goes by when I don't mourn him, and I cry on the inside every day. What's happened between us has caused me more pain and fear then my cancer. There were other people who ghosted me, and I figure it's because you become a liability and someone who might ask for big favors or help, and people can't be bothered so they make themselves scarce to avoid telling you the truth......you don't matter, and they couldn't care less about your problems. But I only mourn my Son.
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