My story
You think it will never happen to you, until it does.
I was diagnosed with breast cancer on 20 July 2016.
I'm 35 and married for less than 2 years. My husband and I had only recently started try...
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What was in the stars on July 20. What a miserable day.
If I had a signature tag while posting here it would say something about how one of the hardest parts of this is accepting how frail we are without losing sight of how strong we can be. I seem to say it a lot.
We all have to stare in the face that we're sick. It's going to be hard. You're going to have to ask for help. And that is all okay.
You didn't do anything to make it happen. This isn't your fault.
It feels like chaos, but you'll make sense of it. You'll go to the appointments, make the decisions, take the treatments if you choose to, and you will drag each foot forward trying to plow through the wall of mud that is "stepping" through this part. It's an adjustment, but you can manage this. Piece by piece.
Facebook can be hellish. I think that's why I've taken to coming here so much. My partner was planning a huge trip with me, I'm in the middle of my degrees, family was to come over the next couple of years, everything in my life stopped. I had a similar vent here after everyone's normal lives had set me off while I was drowning in everything, that same anger and bitterness (yikes). You have every right to feel all of it.
Looking back at that post's comments it still strikes me straight to the core how loving the embrace of this community can be. There are people with what I see as "real life" here.
Big trips and new babies, even just a social life over treatment all became about as realistic as unicorn boogers. It's so funny seeing friends complain about 2016 being terrible for them through memes. What a laugh.
Have you seen your results and know what you're up against now?