I still actively participate in an online support website with chat boards full of breast cancer women. I go there for understanding, compassion, information, laughs and just to chat with other women that "get it". I consider all those women my "sisters". We are all connected in a special way that others can't understand. There is a bond because of our breast cancer diagnosis that links us and unites us all even if we don't share the exact, same breast cancer situation.
Every time I read that another one of my "sisters" has become an angel, a powerful anger rages inside. My heart sinks. I feel sad. I get scared. I can't stop thinking about her and her family, even if I didn't know her well or at all. A part of me is just lost for a while. This kind of news shakes me to the core.
I get so angry at breast cancer. It's a disgusting, sneaky, vile disease that takes wonderful women from those they love. Why can't they find a cure? Why? What is it going to take? If they can put a man on the moon, why can't they cure breast cancer??? Why do they continue to allow carcinogens in health care products, food and water? When will someone really DO SOMETHING about all of this? How many women have to die before someone REALLY makes something happen?
My heart goes out to the many wonderful people that have been effected and lost by breast cancer. I never thought I would have it. It never crossed my mind this would be my life. I am sure many of those women felt the same way. It's so unfair. I am just angry today!
I totally get that it never crossed your mind that this would be your life. It never crossed my mind, either. I was diagnosed on February 17, 2012. I had a mastectomy on March 21, 2012. This is my life, too, and while I was diagnosed early, it still sucks.
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