I’ve been dealing with some “cancer and treatment side effects” for the last 2 years and this past summer was particularly challenging. Gradually, my life was becoming defined, more and more, by pain. August and September were brimming with appointments; efforts to stem this tide that wanted to take over my body. And I do think there has been progress. But in the past 4 days I have experienced what I surmise to be setbacks.
Today, those setbacks have me moody and sullen. Fortunately, there’s no one around to enjoy the pleasure of my company!
So, what brings me here, to this page, writing about my woes? I guess I want to remind myself that I am not alone in this, and I want to remind you, reader, that you are not alone in whatever challenges life has brought your way.
I have come to believe that in shared suffering, in the shared suffering of humanity, we find connection and community. And that gives me hope, even on bleak days like today. This is why I choose to show up on this blog with all the authenticity I can conjure. That, and I’m tired of trying to pretend I’ve got a handle on things. I don’t.
So I will take the next step. I will show up for my appointments. I will treat myself kindly. Because some days are just hard.
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You are loved and appreciated on good days and more so on those hard days. We all desire to have a “handle on things”, however it is folly to believe so. We rarely have a handle on anything in life. Vulnerability can open to empowering.
Showing up and taking care of yourself is enough! 💜