I was already feeling my depression a fair bit today, thoughts of crashing my car had me stopping my dash run despite the $5 peak pay and heading home.
4 weeks ago my mum got diagnosed with cancer, lung cancer and bone cancer. Today we found out that its stage 4 and she has 18 months to live, maybe a bit longer with treatment.
I am broke and can't be there with her. I love on the other side of my country. I call her everyday and videocall her when I can. But now instead of saving up for a holiday, I'm saving up to go to a funeral.. of which my partner and son can't come to because we can only send me.
Now the itch to hurt myself is extremely uncomfortable and my chest is aching with grief. Im so pathetic I can't even go be with my mum in her last month's with us.
