The first time I realized I couldn’t see past six months at a time was when Dave asked me to marry him. At first, I was excited! But then I felt incredibly sad for him, guilty even, for letting him marry me. Marriage is supposed to last a long time, not just six months.Read more
“At first I was embarrassed of my scars. I thought they were ugly. It also didn’t help that people wanted to see them. Their reactions were always similar: “Ouch! That must of hurt!” Yep, it sure did. I felt like a freak.”Read more
When I was finished having a good cry over the loss of my athletic days, I realized that I had much more to offer the world than my ability to triple jump or play defense. Sure, I used to be sporty, but that was only a small part of my identity.Read more
Corrina put on a brave face for her friends and family and did her best to make them comfortable with her diagnosis. Really, she was feeling pressure and anxiety.
“Since everyone had interpreted this guise as true, they assumed I was fine and never asked how things really were. And so the loneliness cycle had begun. They did not know, and I did not tell them.”Read more
The bits and pieces of fragmented knowledge that I had gained over the years started to come together. My symptoms and conditions all started to make sense. I started seeking out the help I needed and asking more intelligent questions of medical professionals.Read more
People would say things like “keep up the good fight” or “keep fighting” to motivate me to do — what? I’m not a doctor, surgeon, or oncologist. I do not have the tools, training, or knowledge to remove or kill the cancers cells in my body.Read more