I’ve had a lot of jealousy and envy flare-ups recently. It’s difficult to see everyone out in the world living normal lives. Going out. Drinking and eating normally. Succeeding at work. Going on vacations. Being carefree.
I’ve had to dig deep to not get lost down a self-pity rabbit hole.
I will admit, however, to crying, and saying things like, “it’s not fair,” because it’s really not fair. Not at all.
Life is hard for everyone, I kmow. We all have our shit to carry. This cancer is mine. I try to carry it with grace, but sometimes it’s difficult. I’m not perfect. I’m only human.