No comfort
I dont know why im writing this other than i need to express it and i cant think where else. Before bc i used to talk about stuff i was gunna do but i never seemed to get around to it. I had a life...
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I think the physical exhaustion and treatment make us a lot less resilient to criticism. I find myself often thinking “gimme a break 🙄, is now really the time to put that extra pressure on me, I’ve got bc!!” Maybe it’s a good thing because before I would brush whatever it was off, or take it in, or think whatever it was was my fault. At the moment I get upset, retreat, then think fck that, I need to look after me right now, let them make their demands, I’m only going to do what I know I can right now.
I ended up in tears the other day because my 85 year old dad and his partner came to visit me for the first time since my diagnosis, and all they did was needle needle needle me. I didn’t realise that at the time, but I was really upset, didn’t really know why. I am starting to figure out that, I’m a 52 year old adult, I need get over what my father and his girlfriend think! I’m doing the best I can and I’m every other sphere I’m a successful and capable woman. Let them judge who cares?!