Reopening: Through the Eyes of a Cancer Survivor
I haven’t written anything directly about COVID-19, and somewhat purposefully. My social media and news-feed are inundated with information from left and right-wing news outlets, opinion posts from my extreme liberal and conservative friends.
Read More...It’s OK Not to Be OK
It’s OK to struggle. This quarantine time is so hard. I find each day a battle to get out of bed, and lack motivation to start my day, especially when I don’t even know what day it is!
Read More...3 Simple Exercise Tips During Social Distancing
Think of someone you consider an “exercise buff”. Then think of the exact opposite person. You have now thought of me. I see so many articles of power lifters, and gym rats, and marathon runners, and all these gloriously physical people. And that’s not me
Read More...The Grief of COVID-19
One day, we will celebrate again. Together. With those we love and miss. And we will once again be able to grieve together the ones we have lost during this time of isolation. We’ll never get back these days, these memories, these times. But we continue to prove, time and time again, that nothing is lost when we have hope for better days to come.
Read More...Seven Year Cancerversary: An Isolated Celebration
Seven years. I’ve looked forward to today basically all of 2020 so far, as I do every spring. In the dreary winter and rainy spring months, March 18th is the day that I live for, and defines the first quarter of the year for me. But I’m spending it so differently from what I had planned, as I’m sure you are.
Read More...COVID-19 and Cancer Patients
Self-isolation. With COVD-19, that’s what I’m hearing from everyone now. Aldi was completely sold out of meat, and almost of veggies. Sam’s Club was sold out of rice. Everyone, of course, is sold out of toilet paper.
Read More...Reflecting on the Past
I decided to do some reflecting on some of my journal entries from a few years ago. Five years ago to be exact. Five years. That seems like an eternity ago, and just yesterday all in the same moment. Rereading this reminded me of that girl.
Read More...My Body
I stand, looking at you in the mirror. The reflection glaring back is weary with pain and age, unfit for a 25 year old. My back neck is smooth, still devoid of the hair that radiation took from me. My hair finally comes past my shoulders, but it’s taken seven years to do so. My […]
Read More...Hateful and Thankful
Today I told a coworker I don’t cry when I’m sad, only when I’m angry. And as I write this, I’m crying so many angry tears at you. I hate you with all of my being. You ruined the life I had, all my dreams, aspirations, friends, and so much more.
Read More...A Bad Hair Day
Growing up, at the start of every summer my mother would take my sister and I to donate our hair. We donated long, thick black hair to organizations that make wigs for children without hair, never dreaming that one day I’d be one of those kids myself. I didn’t get a wig during my first […]
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