It is very common that one of the first things we struggle with, whatever our diagnosis, is a lack of control.
The very first thing I struggled with was asking for help. I remember saying in my first appointment with my breast surgeon and breast care nurse that I didn't want to tell anybody. They looked appalled (in a restrained way!) and said they strongly advised me not to do that because I was going to need help. They. Were. Right.
It was very difficult for me but it was the first thing I accepted about my diagnosis. I opened myself up to accept help. It was very difficult at first, and I'm still working on it, but it gets easier.
People want to help. Your friends want to help you. Try to let them! I never felt so loved, and it has deepened the friendships. Being vulnerable is challenging but surprisingly it has its rewards. Big hug, K xox
