Tell me someone else out there is living the wrath of a bad man!

I have been involved with dear Tom for the past year and a half but have known him for thirty-five. Since our recent , occasionally rocky, relationship I have changed careers, lost my dad and given up my home to live with him some two and a half months ago. When I found the "lump" five weeks ago he was scared but intensely devoted. He did not go to any procedures and I did not expect him to. I know live ninety miles from my doctors and my job. I saw fear in his eyes. In a matter of three weeks I went from "what's this" to surgery for IDC with 4/22 lymph node involvement. Margins are clean and PET is clean. Life is good. One mere day after returning from surgery dear boy told me he could not deal with my cancer and I needed to get my (stuff) and get out of his house!!! He even went to the police to have me removed. I have no parents, no siblings, no children but I am a very respected, self-confident 54 year old woman. He told me to live in my car, my cancer was not going to kill him, I was a burden and I was getting what i deserved. He told me that if his sister (succumbed to esophageal cancer) was alive she would drag me out of the house. I am not only shaken beyond words I am scared and confused. I have never dealt with such an angry man. My future has been shattered. I feel better equipped to deal with the cancer than with the maniac who took over my best friend and life-companion's person.

I have a great team of cancer killers. I also am blessed with a troupe of good friends who are sharing the handholding to get this weenie through treatment. I even have an ex who has come forth to support me on my endeavor with cold caps to try to preserve my hair. I am strong-willed, informed and healthy. I just cannot tell anyone what this man has done to me. I am embarrassed and defiant. I don't want to hear that I should move on. Not now. Not him. I would not have risked so much if I did not believe in him. Oddly, his ex-wife, in this tiny community of 1000 was diagnosed ten weeks ahead of me and is receiving treatment at the same place. Isn't life strange. Mr. Noheart is infinitely concerned about her and her status and seems resentful of thongs like my little successes and my personal dealings with Carol Baldwin, wondering why I am given opportunities that "others just don't get."

I WANT TO KNOW THAT SOME OTHER WOMEN HAVE DEALT WITH COLD, CRUEL SOB's in the early stages of their treatment. Even just writing this I see how evident it is that I need to process his behavior. I just can't lean on my devoted and kind girlfriends who go home to their reasonable men each night. I cannot hear one more cancer patient tell me how lucky she is because her man is so devoted. Don't gloat over what you've got in this forum cuz, like cancer, you just never know. I want the wOmen who have been crushed in the fist of some self-righteous rat **** to share my pain. That's all. The rest I will handle.

Love you boobie-babes. Wage war together against the demon. And don't forget the bad humans who beg to go down in the flood. Forgiveness? When cancer Is beaten and Tommy is beggin'!!