For future reference.
I’m so lucky to have access to my very own Girl Scout!
I’m just going to leave this right here. Sometimes I need the reminder.
I want to send this to my ex, but I won’t.
I really identified with this. At one point, it was like he was describing my life with my ex-husband. The points contained in this post, especially #3, are realizations I had that finally convinced me I needed to call it quits.
While I am still occasionally sad about it, I have no regrets. Life is too short to spend with someone who makes you unhappy. No matter how much you love them.
Love does not equal compatibility.
This brought me way more joy than it should have.
This article is sort of amazing. You should read it. Twice. Because I struggled with going from medical practitioner to patient, not unlike the author, and then I wrestled with the lack of evidence regarding my cancer, my future prognoses, the time I have… I still struggle with that. But this is so beautifully written, eloquent and direct without making you want to jump off a bridge just to get out of this cancer purgatory we all sit in at some point in time. It’s sort of a perfect description of how I feel, most days, at some point in my waking moments. “I can’t go on. I’ll go on.”
If you have cancer, read this. If you know or love someone with cancer, read this. If you have no clue, read this…
Without my hair, my eyebrows, my breasts, my beauty, I felt exposed in a way I’d never felt before – completely vulnerable, like a shaved deer in the headlights.
**This really hit home.
Thanks to alloftheinbetweens for sharing this with me. It’s what I’ve been trying to express all month, but presented much more eloquently.
My favorite part:
So the thought of seeing bra-less women flaunting two body parts that I have lost to cancer – more than I already see this on a regular day – does not feel all that supportive. In fact, it feels quite the opposite.
I love this. It’s so accurate.