Do what you want with my body, but my mind belongs to no one
For the first time, I understood how feeling so helpless could make one believe that help was impossible.
For the first time, I understood how feeling so helpless could make one believe that help was impossible.
Do you feel guilty because you survived but she did not? How do you pick up the pieces of yourself once someone or a part of you is gone?
As minorities, the last thing we want to do is admit that we need help; especially when it comes to mental health treatment.
I want to give you a few tips for creating mindfulness in your daily life without sitting down in silence. Here are a few ways to begin your practice.
Something I’ve realized since I finished treatment is that, yes we are done and that’s great but we are sent out to deal with the after effects on our own.
My doctors never mentioned I was high risk because my mother received her initial diagnosis in her late fifties.
Even on days when I didn’t feel like fighting, I have to because I had my son to live for.
“Be strong.” That’s what they tell you, that’s what you tell yourself and that’s what you think you must do to beat cancer.
My dream for over ten years, had finally become a reality and for the second time, cancer was taking it away from me.
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