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I have tried posting this thread several times over the past couple of weeks but just could not muster the strength to do it. Everyone here has so many issues that burdening anyone with reading mine adds to more guilt
I have been struggling with so many feelings of grief, guilt, despair and anger. I am not even sure how to put this in words to everyone here. I can't share these struggles with anyone as I am expected to be strong and in control. These expectations are mainly mine. I have to keep myself so busy that it's exhausting and has messed with my health on occasions.
Steve has not left the house for two months, He refuses to talk about anything to do with his health and our conversations and life together are barely existing. I travel for work and am gone every other week and when I get home its so depressing to walk into the door and face the nightmare that ALS has put us into. We are very fortunate that Mike (Steve's brother) is living here to help as I am not sure I would survive.
I cannot understand Steve's choices to not want to know anything about what is happening or is going to happen. I know he can't bare to think about it and the few times he has, he gets very sad. One night had a panic attack worring about his breathing. I feel so guilty that I cannot help him but when you can't talk about anything it's hard to help.
I feel grief because I am watching his losses every day and know its only going to get worse. I also grieve the loss of our relationship. He has always been my guiding light.
I feel anger because no one should have to suffer with this horrid disease and it breaks my heart on a daily basis. I am not sure how I can make it to the end watching him suffer. We cannot live for the moment because he just sits on the couch, watches tv and does not talk.
It's over before it's over. He does not want to hang on and deal with the loss of everything and is terrified about not being able to breath. I do not want him to suffer and so want to figure out a way to let him go on his terms.
How do you all stay so strong? Writing this post as helped me to get it out. I cried all the way home from work today and was depressed all last week. I am on Zoloft 100mg so don't know if should try to get increase.
Thanks for letting me vent as I am starting to think I am going crazy which all started watching mom die in Feb. I hate this disease and just wish it could not torture us for so long.
I know I will wake up tomorrow, go to work and survive another day but dang it is taking so much. Sorry this post is so long anf I hope iy's not to big of a burden. I appreciate all the support given here/
I have been struggling with so many feelings of grief, guilt, despair and anger. I am not even sure how to put this in words to everyone here. I can't share these struggles with anyone as I am expected to be strong and in control. These expectations are mainly mine. I have to keep myself so busy that it's exhausting and has messed with my health on occasions.
Steve has not left the house for two months, He refuses to talk about anything to do with his health and our conversations and life together are barely existing. I travel for work and am gone every other week and when I get home its so depressing to walk into the door and face the nightmare that ALS has put us into. We are very fortunate that Mike (Steve's brother) is living here to help as I am not sure I would survive.
I cannot understand Steve's choices to not want to know anything about what is happening or is going to happen. I know he can't bare to think about it and the few times he has, he gets very sad. One night had a panic attack worring about his breathing. I feel so guilty that I cannot help him but when you can't talk about anything it's hard to help.
I feel grief because I am watching his losses every day and know its only going to get worse. I also grieve the loss of our relationship. He has always been my guiding light.
I feel anger because no one should have to suffer with this horrid disease and it breaks my heart on a daily basis. I am not sure how I can make it to the end watching him suffer. We cannot live for the moment because he just sits on the couch, watches tv and does not talk.
It's over before it's over. He does not want to hang on and deal with the loss of everything and is terrified about not being able to breath. I do not want him to suffer and so want to figure out a way to let him go on his terms.
How do you all stay so strong? Writing this post as helped me to get it out. I cried all the way home from work today and was depressed all last week. I am on Zoloft 100mg so don't know if should try to get increase.
Thanks for letting me vent as I am starting to think I am going crazy which all started watching mom die in Feb. I hate this disease and just wish it could not torture us for so long.
I know I will wake up tomorrow, go to work and survive another day but dang it is taking so much. Sorry this post is so long anf I hope iy's not to big of a burden. I appreciate all the support given here/