My breasts were part of my identity. Then, breast cancer.
Mariah Crenshaw
October 25, 2020
Ever since the development of my breasts, my identity and self-worth have been attached to them.
“Tell the story of the mountain you climbed. Your words could become a page in someone else’s survival guide.” — Morgan Harper Nichols
Ever since the development of my breasts, my identity and self-worth have been attached to them.
This change to our bodies and the scars we now have reminded me of this Japanese art form called Kintsugi, which puts broken pieces of pottery together using lacquer and gold.
You might have to get a second opinion, but there are options for thin patients to do natural tissue reconstruction. But the cost of doing natural reconstruction is you’ll have a new set of scars. In the end though, I believe it was worth it for my body.
How I began to slowly fall in love with my body and redefined what sexy is to me.
There is a mourning of a loss that I recognize, as well as a rebuilding. I am trying hard to recognize the pain and move through it.
Your mindset is what determines your happiness.
It’s ok to be truthful about how you feel.
My post-cancer body is a work in progress, both physically and mentally. I would even go so far as to say that the battle is more mentally.
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Like all great stories, my body has taught me many lessons. Lessons of love, of gratitude, of grace and patience.
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