One year ago today I heard the words “it’s cancer”. I won’t bore you with a recap of everything that’s gone down since then but when I look back and think about it, it’s been one hell of a year. I look different – I have a buzz cut and new boobs. I feel different – I definitely get tired more easily but I’ve also been getting myself to the gym with a personal trainer since getting diagnosed so I’m in better shape. I think differently – I’m much more conscious of my health and I’m always looking for the more positive outlook in situations. So while a lot has changed, one thing has remained the same – I hated cancer then and I hate it now. I feel like I could be a lot more reflective on my cancerversary and come up with some deeper thoughts but really, what’s more meaningful than saying “cancer, you suck!”?
I hated cancer a year ago because it’s effected people I love so deeply. It’s caused pain, fear, anxiety and it’s taken friends and family members away. I hate it now because it took a year of my life, threw it into a blender and dumped it into the trash. I do know there are a lot of positives that have come out of this year however, I’m not giving cancer the satisfaction of pointing any of them out while I’m talking about hating it so much. Cancer… what a jerk.