Health
It Doesn’t Hurt: Suffering in Silence
Day in and day out, putting on this facade with my family and friends was wearing me thin.
May 3, 2020
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Day in and day out, putting on this facade with my family and friends was wearing me thin.
I find myself constantly thinking of Covid-19. I’m neither worried nor feel safe. I’m down and trying to figure out how I can be productive while keeping my family and community safe
Caregivers are real life superheroes who just don’t wear capes. They trade their capes for silent tears, sleepless nights and mental fatigue.
It isn’t easy to begin again, because after treatment, that’s what it feels like; like starting over. But I found something that not only eases my emotional pain and anxiety, but that of others as well. And for that, I am thankful.
I wasn’t quite sure of what that really meant because somehow I always thought love was supposed to come from somewhere or somebody else. But during my treatments, I came to realize I could love myself more. I could love the me that was hairless, weak and scared just as much as I could love the me who is fierce, strong and driven.
I feel reborn in a sense. Life can change in a matter of minutes. I learned to live my best life!
Life is truly a minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour, day-by-day process. Time is valuable. Don’t waste it!
I approached breast cancer like any other to-do; something “I” can handle.
For the first time, I understood how feeling so helpless could make one believe that help was impossible.
Knowing that I may never ring the bell again, I still consider myself a survivor!
