I was diagnosed with breast cancer in October 2019.
My grandmother, Otelia, was the first person I ever met affected by breast cancer. By the time I was four, I knew what a double mastectomy was. I was familiar with her scars and her body-positive attitude fed my own confidence as I grew.
Her story is important because it’s part of my story. I feel an obligation to uphold her legacy. Her residual love has gotten me through a huge chunk of my recovery. Every day I wish she was here to walk this journey with me. But in a way she never left. Every time I look in the mirror at my scars I see her.
I had been frustrated about having to rediscover my physical femininity. My body isn’t the same shape and I have to dig deep to “feel beautiful.” I know that beauty is skin deep, but my spirit took a hard hit and we are only beginning to rediscover the feminine goddess within.
I still get angry at my body.
I chose to spare breast tissue during surgery in hopes of natural reconstruction. But in all honesty, I regret the decision. I experience chronic pain and swelling daily.
At the beginning of my journey, I was told to remember that cancer is not me, and I am not cancer. But it is so hard to forget for even five minutes that this has affected my life with constant pain reminders. So I am patient with myself and take more time to love myself when I do get mad.
I’m learning how to accept my metamorphosis and love my body as it heals from cancer.
No easy feat.
I am focusing on making good choices for my wellness and my future.
I am grateful for this strong body and the courage I have inherited from the strong women before me.
I bear my naked truth so I may let go of my fears and help others embrace their truth.
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You are one of the most loving, caring and genuine soul I’ve ever met. You have overcome so much in life and your Tutu is proud of the woman you are, her spirit is always with you. I’m blessed to know you and I love you to moon my soul sister!
This is a beautiful piece of writing. Thank you for having the bravery to share this part of your story with the world. Grandma would be so proud of you. Grandma IS so proud of you.
Thank you for sharing your experience, and domstrating that even your pain and recovery journey is your own personal artform through your beautiful talent for writing. You are inspiring, both for your strength, and simply by living your truth and sharing it with all of us.
I love you my friend. ❤️❤️