Your GP may be on the money. I didn’t have anxiety but a number of potentially long lasting side effects (all still with me ten years on but very manageable) left me wondering quite who I was. A good counsellor (ie one who can connect with you as a person not just a patient) is a very good thing indeed. I didn’t see mine for very long but her ability to enable me to investigate what was really bugging me (and it wasn’t so much cancer as the reality of ageing and ultimately death) was and still is immensely helpful. For many people, cancer is the first forceful reminder of your mortality. It can be difficult. The inevitability of one’s mortality (none of us is here for ever!) doesn’t mean it’s easy to grasp
or accept. For me, greater acceptance meant taking on a new job, a new challenge (at 68), it served to remind me that life is for living!