A journey through cancer.

Hi, im new. I was diagnosed with mental illness 20+ years ago. I find it very frustrating that i cannot get any legal help to fight misdiagnosis, many stories there all law firms wont touch mental health unless your rich to pay them off up front. So Drs & nurses can do what ever they like with you knowing there isnt any way i can legaly fight back. I dont deny mental health issues but do dispute diagnosis, especially when i am a victim of crime & cops put me in mental health & mental health call my injuries delusions ignoring my evidence( x ray ect)

In 2008 i got diagnosed with cancer. I had 3 months chemo no help at all. The mental health clinic was supposed to arrange a cleaner while i was sick but my Dr (medical officer) didnt arrange it said to me i cant expect to be treated like the Royal family. I was left without any support from family & have very few friends so i was left to my own devices to get food & didnt clean as i was too sick I had to live in a mess. I could tell you things you wouldnt believe!

With my difficult relationship with staff in mental health due to my argumentative stance on their constant mis-diagnosis my relationship with mental health has descended to a mutural hate with most of them. I am now the subject of bulling by male nurses & ridicule to provoke me into loosing my temper, raely i bite but with all the stress from PTSD & cancer & other issues sometimes i find it hard not to stand up to the bullies. Always results in alerts on my computer record to encourage more difficulties for me, is a modern mental health nurse bully tactic.

Even now i still am often illtreated & if i complain i am given a union cover up. I dont like to complain but whats a guy supposed to do with a cold war between the bully nurses & me. You would think that being a cancer patient the bullies would lay off but they dont. I had to fight for my life in fist fights many times on street & with nurses where they just ignore my frail fragile state being chemothearapy sickness. Some even say i am not a cancer patient, but i am to tone down my fraility.

So now i dont know how long i have to live, i may have 20+ years or just a few. I slowly die alone never having had a love life. It is a burning to see my sexual health die as i slowly aproach death. I sit in silence alone every day. I dont get along with anyone, all the difficulties i have had since childhood i can't bare much more!

But i have to man up & toughen up this is the truth of the cold world we live in. I once asked a female nurse who hates me to make peace with her, i was then subject to an attempted assault by male nurses if it wasn't for my 6 month remission for cancer i would have been locked up in a locked ward. I now am terrorified of health care workers, like i say there are 2 types of patients, citizens & inmates. One cared for, the other often abused ganged up on by both health care workers & citizen patients.

I try my best to be positive, love like, forgiving, nice, thoughtful & respectful & i try to make the best of my life. But i am often frustrated by my own torment exacerbated by lonelyness & yerning for love.

I pray & hope for something good to happen!!!