As I was reading your answers I started to cry, I am still tearing up, I just can't calm myself these past 3 days, isn't that weird, for 21 years i lived with this "normally", never bothered that much that I am keeping this a secret ( I realize though it was always in the back of my mind that it is wrong to hide it, at least from her)and now its all so hard, like I suddenly realized how wrong and weird it is to keep this from her. I just wish i could turn back time and tell her when we started hanging out, it would be so much easier...
I haven't slept all night, then I got out of bed and went to psychiatrist i was seeing when I had really bad anxiety and panic attacks. I told her that this is bothering me more than ever and I started tearing up again. I think this is the hardest thing I had to do in my life, really. She told me I should tell her, and that we will probably be even closer than now. And she told me I should start with I have weak lungs and then maybe later tell her the real name and diagnosis. step by step. But if I tell her that she will want to know the name and absolutely everything which is understandable. I just feel so weird and sad an just want to cry, when I came back from psychiatrist I went to sleep because I was exhausted. Later she called me, we talked on the phone a bit and I felt so awful, like a cheater or something. I always told to myself-I will tell her when something bad happens, and when theres no way to keep it anymore. I am scared her perception of me will change, I won't be her best friend T(my nickname) anymore, I would be her best friend T who has CF. I never wanted to be known as "that girl who has cf" I can say am funny, smart and social and people love because of that and know me like that. Not as a girl who has a disease.
I want to talk to my mom about this to hear her advice too, but I don't want to worry her, to let her see how bad I feel. Because, like I said, past year I really was in hell with anxiety and panic and I managed to get myself out of that dark place, found a job that I loved, was doing great, and now to tell her I feel down and bad would make her worry about me again and I don't want that. I always worry about her worrying about me,but gain, I really feel the need to talk to her and hear her advice. I am afraid I will break soon and start crying in front of her. I just want to sleep because I don't have to think about all this when I sleep. I cant believe that just on Sunday I was feeling great and then on Monday went on my regular appointment, had a test where i was driving a bike for 10 minutes( I remember thinking, here I am, riding a bike, had all this medical stuff attached to me, and my friend has no idea, and it felt wrong even though I went on appointment thousand times, this time I felt bad) and they were taking my blood and checking my PFT's, my pressure before and after riding a bike,and everything was ok thank god,I got home,went to sleep, woke up and then it started, the thought I had to tell her. It just felt soo random and so sudden that need to admit to her.
And the worse thing is that she had some health problems 2 years ago and went to hospital, had an operation, she had stones in gall bladder and she shared everything with me and I never shared my problem, that makes me feel even worse, she will feel betrayed. I just hope she will find understanding and forgive me eventually and still look at me the same and not feel sorry for me...<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-sad.gif" border="0">