Opposite Emotions

I really feel I need to write this now but I really feel that I need to rest my mind.. I really feel the love and support I get from family and friends and I really feel empathy for those that don't have it. I really feel that my life has had (and continues to have) a purpose. I really feel that if given more time I can always upgrade that purpose. I really feel that this world can be cruel and unfair but I really feel that there is something better after this. I really feel pain but then I really feel comfort. I really feel happy but feel sadness looming over me. Opposing emotions!!! Just what the f*&k do you do with them????? Oh, that sounded a little angry but it is an honest question. Let's just say that I am frustrated because I can't find an answer that will make me happy.
I've been squirming in my seat in an effort to find my comfort zone somewhere in the middle. But what I've decided over the last couple of days is that there really is no more comfort zone. Coping with the reality of a terminal disease has made me too in tune to how I feel. I get flooded with thoughts and feelings, not just randomly but simultaneously. The more I try to beat the sadness down, the farther in sadness I sink. The more I want the happiness to sustain me I find myself in tears.
Now here comes the part I really don't understand. I thank God for my turmoil everyday. I am alive and I really feel. I really see with eyes so open. But with that comes a price because I feel that I see truth. I see the truth about myself, my relationships, my life's goals. Lately I've been able to see the world go on without me. It brings some feelings of joy and happiness. I see that the world doesn't exist just because of me. I see that there will be lot's of fun times and new memories after I am gone. Life will not stop. I experience both sadness and happiness when I face the realities of life after Rosanne. I am ecstatic to still be alive and fighting but I am horrified at the thought that I will be saying good bye! But I find comfort in the thought that I will never truly leave you. My spirit will remain and I want everyone to share in that comfort. (Or maybe I just fantasize it is a comfort)
With that I will end this post. I began with a sense of anxiety. Writing and sharing gives me a sense of peace. And again I find two more opposite emotions.