Hi, my name is Meghan and I stumbled across this site at a point where I was at my wits end. That seems to happen a lot recently. I suffer from depression, anxiety, agoraphobia, anger issues, among other things. I also believe that I have PTSD. Not from being in the army, but from watching my dad died slowly from a tumor in his brain. I was not only his daughter but his secondary caregiver. He was diagnosed with a glioblastoma grade four brain tumor in the left frontal lobe the size of an orange about eight days after my birthday, April 9th 2012. He was told he had two weeks to live. His mind slowly faded away along with his existence every single day. But I had to take care of him, my mom couldn't do it herself. He eventually lost his battle on December 26th, 2012. Throughout all of that, I only had one friend. A lot of my friends stopped being my friend when he got sick. I don't have a lot of friends and feel so alone sometimes. I try my hardest everyday but sometimes it's just not good enough. I feel like I let everyone down, I'm a huge disappointment, I'm stupid, all of those things. I put others before myself because everyone in the world matters except me. I sometimes wish I was the one with the tumor. My dad meant more to the world than I ever would have. I suck.. *sigh* Idk.. I just really need support. I barely got support during his illness and after his passing. Of course my perfect over achieving sister did. She got to have a therapist, not me. She succeeds in life and I'm failing miserably at it.