I just saw a video on Insta from one of the Thrive Gang gals I follow (Nalie). She is clearly going through some rough times with her MBC, and she said something that really made me sad, “This isn’t what I wanted to be saying at this stage in my journey…”
We have no control over how this goes; how long we have. The meds work. Then they don’t. The cancer grows. Eventually it wins.
I feel sad, but also determined to live my best life now.
That’s the only thing I can actually control.
*(post title is a lyric from Drunken Soldier by DMB)