What Does It Mean To Be A Young Adult Affected By Cancer? Here's A Glimpse...
Posted Aug 26 2008 11:27am
Coverage of an exceptionally well-written bulletin/blog entry from a young adult breast cancer survivor named Carolyne .
I just got a letter from a myspace "friend", telling me the reason she is to delete me from her profile, is because she has a friend who beat breast cancer, who gets offended by my profile name.
I don't quite understand.
I wrote her back, because the last thing I want to do is to offend anyone. I understand that many people want to move on and forget that they have had breast cancer. I am even suffering from PTSD up the wazooo! But the type of breast cancer I have been diagnosed with has no cure, no research, and no one has ever heard of it. This page is to try and create awareness about that. I have to build/move mountains myself. And I try and do it from an empowering point of view. I see things quite clearly, and go about getting them done accordingly.
The intention of my page is strictly for my soul to get a boost of strength, and to also reach out and hopefully inspire anyone who might be going through a rough time of it!
But it does raise a question. Why do people only think about themselves and their own personal piggy-bank? I try and take my strengths, and give them to others. I try and take my weaknesses, and let others know that they are not alone. I completely understand all about having Post Tramatic Stress Disorder, where the sight of something can trigger painful memories, etc.
During the Civil War, there were hundreds of thousands of photographs taken of the battles, the soldiers, the aftermath, etc. By the time the war was finished however, people were so sick and tired of seeing these images, that most were destroyed.
I think therapy is an essential part of recovery for anyone who has undergone a cancer diagnosis. I also think that each situation is unique, and some people would like to keep private and that is a beautiful thing, and I wish I could do the same. It was when I went to the Young Survivors Conference last year, that I began fighting. I almost didn't even go, because I had to go "alone", and i couldn't find a parking space! However, the purpose of the conference was to celebrate being alive and being a survivor, having fun and letting go - learning about treatment options - knowing that you have people who care and support, who are wild and free and hilarious and young and who are also faced with a dangerous road.
I don't know, I am kind of rambling.
I just love my sisters, and I love actually being able to be a part of trying to change the world. If it wasn't breast cancer, i would be knee deep in animal rescue and anti-horse slaughter movements. I am trying to do as much of that as I can, but because I physically do not feel well, the sarcoma crap has become priority.
lalalalalala. I do wish sometimes that I was just the wind instead