outlawstar555
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In less than six months I'll have had 8 years since my accident that onset my PTSD. I'm 28 and I feel as though I have nothing to look forward to...
I got a little obsessive compulsive in relating to my therapist that I had counted exactly how much time it had been, though I'm not OCD.
For awhile I wondered if my "stuff" would prevent me from ever having a romantic partner or children (it's kind of one of those things you almost just assume would happen in your life...) and then I got Testicular Cancer. I only needed surgery, luckily, but things do not get any better... I can't bring myself to get follow-up ct scans as I don't want chemo or radiation if I had a recurrence somewhere in my body. The statistics on sterility and ED are astoundingly bad after treatment...
On some level I feel as though I know Cancer will kill me and I almost wish it would...
For a very long time I've felt that I have lost parts of myself to PTSD, but more recently I question what was there to begin with. I have no gf and not even any friends anymore. I keep thinking I'm lonely, but then I remember that people f*cking suck and I'm somehow better off. Idk.
My therapist keeps telling me I am making progress, but I fail to see it. I don't tell her I'd probably kill myself if Cancer came back and with 8 years almost up I think to myself, what about when it's at 10? I'll be 30 and a 1/3 of my life will have been total bullshit.
I honestly keep feeling (and mostly keeping to myself) that it's too late for things to improve.
I got a little obsessive compulsive in relating to my therapist that I had counted exactly how much time it had been, though I'm not OCD.
For awhile I wondered if my "stuff" would prevent me from ever having a romantic partner or children (it's kind of one of those things you almost just assume would happen in your life...) and then I got Testicular Cancer. I only needed surgery, luckily, but things do not get any better... I can't bring myself to get follow-up ct scans as I don't want chemo or radiation if I had a recurrence somewhere in my body. The statistics on sterility and ED are astoundingly bad after treatment...
On some level I feel as though I know Cancer will kill me and I almost wish it would...
For a very long time I've felt that I have lost parts of myself to PTSD, but more recently I question what was there to begin with. I have no gf and not even any friends anymore. I keep thinking I'm lonely, but then I remember that people f*cking suck and I'm somehow better off. Idk.
My therapist keeps telling me I am making progress, but I fail to see it. I don't tell her I'd probably kill myself if Cancer came back and with 8 years almost up I think to myself, what about when it's at 10? I'll be 30 and a 1/3 of my life will have been total bullshit.
I honestly keep feeling (and mostly keeping to myself) that it's too late for things to improve.