Nailed it. Diagnosis and treatment were all about survival for me. I had something concrete to fight/ to defeat. After treatment, even after 3 clear scans, all I had left was side effects and fear. Every pain, twinge, bump and bruise would send me into the “beyond.” Sometimes, that still happens. But, and it’s an important but, with time I have learned to tell the difference between what is fact and what is fear. I remind myself....FEAR- Forever Endlessly Anticipating Ruin. You will learn to manage your fear. Cause, baby, if you don’t, it will ruin every good thing there is in your life. You’ll get there. I promise. You’ll get there.
Such an insightful piece. Your passion will guide you to the next opportunity. Your situation is compounded by the shift in the world of journalism. It’s a much longer conversation that’s so incredibly important. Let’s talk!
My family has gone through quite a few wild medical journeys, some of my own, but many more for my medically fragile sons. I finally learned that I was calm during the events, but needed time to grieve & recover afterwards. And, I had to ask for this explicitly. No one could read my mind. I hope you find a healing path - be gentle with yourself. Tell others what you need. Blessings!
I have no wise words or sage advice to share, but i can be a safe space if you need to talk, cry, or scream. I love you and will always be here if you need.
This is a powerful piece. I hope you get the time you need to mentally regroup. You've more than earned it. The world needs gutsy truth tellers now more than ever.
I too got cancer but I guess you can say it was a light one. Then I realized I was with a narcissist and I had to escape. It’s been a difficult year, I do need a break, I’ve been working and studying and now I just need to be. Lots of courage, I know how hard it is.
The events that have to be dealt with when undergoing cancer treatment don’t leave much time for emotion or grieving. Can you imagine needing to address the inner most thoughts and fears while trying to cure oneself? There is simply no room - so they get stored away. Honesty, I don’t think most people would have emotional space left over to also work in the same field (in your case healthcare reporting). It sounds like your inner self had been screaming at you for a while to stop and talk to yourself about it but you kept trudging forward pushing it back. I wish for you to be granted the precious time you need to go forward and settle and come to terms with your grief so you can move onwards with the same strength that that got you through your treatments. Be kind to yourself.
Nailed it. Diagnosis and treatment were all about survival for me. I had something concrete to fight/ to defeat. After treatment, even after 3 clear scans, all I had left was side effects and fear. Every pain, twinge, bump and bruise would send me into the “beyond.” Sometimes, that still happens. But, and it’s an important but, with time I have learned to tell the difference between what is fact and what is fear. I remind myself....FEAR- Forever Endlessly Anticipating Ruin. You will learn to manage your fear. Cause, baby, if you don’t, it will ruin every good thing there is in your life. You’ll get there. I promise. You’ll get there.
Such an insightful piece. Your passion will guide you to the next opportunity. Your situation is compounded by the shift in the world of journalism. It’s a much longer conversation that’s so incredibly important. Let’s talk!
My family has gone through quite a few wild medical journeys, some of my own, but many more for my medically fragile sons. I finally learned that I was calm during the events, but needed time to grieve & recover afterwards. And, I had to ask for this explicitly. No one could read my mind. I hope you find a healing path - be gentle with yourself. Tell others what you need. Blessings!
I admire your courage for writing this. You are stronger than you know. Sending a virtual hug, Coronavirus-style
Sending you ❤️ 🌞 🌺
I see this piece as the beginning of getting beyond the beyond. Healing inside. I love you so much!
Thank you for your vulnerability. Keep searching and trying to heal. There’s a lot of us in your corner rooting for you.
I have no wise words or sage advice to share, but i can be a safe space if you need to talk, cry, or scream. I love you and will always be here if you need.
This is a powerful piece. I hope you get the time you need to mentally regroup. You've more than earned it. The world needs gutsy truth tellers now more than ever.
I too got cancer but I guess you can say it was a light one. Then I realized I was with a narcissist and I had to escape. It’s been a difficult year, I do need a break, I’ve been working and studying and now I just need to be. Lots of courage, I know how hard it is.
The events that have to be dealt with when undergoing cancer treatment don’t leave much time for emotion or grieving. Can you imagine needing to address the inner most thoughts and fears while trying to cure oneself? There is simply no room - so they get stored away. Honesty, I don’t think most people would have emotional space left over to also work in the same field (in your case healthcare reporting). It sounds like your inner self had been screaming at you for a while to stop and talk to yourself about it but you kept trudging forward pushing it back. I wish for you to be granted the precious time you need to go forward and settle and come to terms with your grief so you can move onwards with the same strength that that got you through your treatments. Be kind to yourself.
Thank you 😭🥰🙏🏻
I hear ya, pal. KFG.