September 15, 2011

Raw Wounds - Part I - Emotional Health Thursdays

In just a matter of less than a week, likely only took a matter of hours I felt like a damaged and wounded soul.  Raw, bleeding pain and fear.

I was leading a regular life.  Functioning, participating, laughing.  A mom, wife, career person.  In April I went off work due to my back initially.  I was also dealing with my husbands cancer.  He was diagnosed on March 29, 2011, with squamous cell carcinoma of the tonsil with HPV positive.  It falls under the head, neck and throat category. We don't have a cancer facility here locally, so he was gone from home Monday to Friday for 6 weeks for his radiation treatments. 

My father died.  Suddenly.  He had a catastrophic ischemic stroke. This happened on June 2nd.  He never woke up and his body left me on June 7th, 2011.

I'm estranged from all of my family.  I have five siblings and my mother is still walking this earth.  Anger.  Yes, I am very angry my therapist says.  I feel more hurt and pain drenched inside.  I feel soaked with being ignored. 

My husband was away when my dad passed and he's the only adult person I have in my life that I trust.

The circumstances surrounding my father's stroke I'll post another day.  His death was what opened up my mind's closet regarding my CSA. 


1 comment:

  1. My heart goes out to you. You are a brave and dear person. Bless you Xx


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