My story is long. I will try to make it short. In a nutshell...
My dad turned 50 in June. He was diagnosed iwth cancer of the lungs when our baby was 1 week old. He died exactly 2 months later. On my 30th birthday no less. They gave him approx 1 year he lasted 2 months. I secretly think there is more to it than is beign told. He was married to his wife for 8 months. I have always been daddys girl. I'm seriously thinking I need therapy or admitted to a psych hospital. I go on these screaming and crying to where I am hysterical and hyperventilating with the urge to run from myself thinking he's going to call or come through the door. But I know he's not. I get so sick I literally throw up. I have all these things of his around the house. I really just need to talk to someone. I can't hardly put it online how I REALLY feel for fear someone I know will see it and things get back to one place or another and people start fighting. I just feel alone and not comfortable with the whole thing.
Would you bug bomb a house if someone had cancer there? And was on radiation and chemo? 3 days later he would die? Is that normal.
i'm a hysterical person. WHAT DO I DO. I have no dad, he's gone. Who am I goign to call, who am I going to run to, look up to. WHAT DO I DO. WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT, oh god I need help.