Cancer Support

Her mountain she had to climb is much steeper than my hill and I do need to count my blessings.

I told my husband, hey, all the women in my family get breast cancer, but they all beat it. Trying to ease his worry some. He tries to hide his worries and sadness from me, and I do the same with him. We try to be strong soldiers in front of one another. We met as soldiers in the same unit. We still behave as those soldiers, with the same values.

Thank you for the long may you run. I appreciate that, and you. ❤️

Sometimes I have a hard time facing my doctors after surgery because I know they have seen me naked and vulnerable, with all my many faults. I feel overwhelming shame when I see them, and the feelings of shame trigger a tsunami of self-hatred because I detest so much letting anyone see me naked. It’s a hard internal struggle I have, and I want to hide but that’s not what is best for me. Other people don’t mind being seen naked so much, but for me, it’s really hard.