
Originally Posted by
bilbo
I'm in complete remission now thanks, have been six years. I don't worry about it coming back any more but I have been left with health problems, most notably lung damage which will probably cause me problems later in life. My biggest problem coming to terms with it has been that I feel useless.
Like you I wasted most of my youth and then when I got cancer it just kind of took away any possibilities of sorting myself out. Now I don't work, can't have kids, and am physically sickly and weak, hence my self image has become fucked which makes me struggle to motivate myself. I don't think anyone judges me, but I judge myself and I judge myself to be a complete loser lol.
I also really enjoy coming on here. It's quite cathartic sharing with people you'll likely never meet so have no worry about them accepting or rejecting you. And as most users tend to stick around a long time you can end up getting to know some people really well.
I think I will look at trying to go back to uni, or maybe doing an Open University course over a longer period if I don't feel up to the stress of too much work.
I got straight A's in my A Levels and to not do anything with my life is just a real waste.
It sounds like you've managed to keep a lid on your emotions thus far and remain focused on doing what life requires of you which is admirable.
There's another user on here who lost their dad but longer ago and it amazes me how people cope.
In a funny way though nothing unites us more to each other than shared sufferings and most of the best people I have ever met have tragic stories to tell. A friend of mine's girlfriend lost her mum and dad in a car crash, and just hearing the story makes you instinctively want to just hold her and hug her.
One of my favourite books, by M.Scot Peck, 'The Road Less Travelled' begins simply with the words 'Life is difficult'.
I'll quote what he says got it's my favourite opening in any book.
Life is difficult.
This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths. It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult--once we truly understand and accept it--then life is no longer difficult. Because once it is accepted, the fact that life is difficult no longer matters.
Most do not fully see this truth that life is difficult. Instead they moan more or less incessantly, noisily or subtly, about the enormity of their problems, their burdens, and their difficulties as if life were generally easy, as if life should be easy. They voice their belief, noisily or subtly, that their difficulties represent a unique kind of affliction that should not be and that has somehow been specially visited upon them, or else upon their families, their tribe, their class, their nation, their race or even their species, and not upon others. I know about this moaning because I have done my share.
This book helped me a lot when I read it, he gives powerful meaning to life imo.
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