My friend Vero passed away last week, 3/11/14. Tonight is the velorio. I've been bummed, but I know tonight I'm gonna break. I'm nervous..
I'll write a post another day..
My friend Vero passed away last week, 3/11/14. Tonight is the velorio. I've been bummed, but I know tonight I'm gonna break. I'm nervous..
I'll write a post another day..
It's been a little over 2 weeks since I started the new meds. I gotta take them for 5, maybe 10 years. Yipee! Not. These meds make me not feel like myself. Too many side effects, but I'll mention the main ones.
Mood swings. Totally not me. One moment I'm ok, then I'm all snappy & what not. I try to control them to the best of my ability, but my mom thinks I'm not. Trust me, I'm trying.
Anxiety. It hasn't been too bad, but I get it mainly at night. I've been a bit stressed & exhausted, which I hate admitting, and I think that's adding to the anxiety. I committed to a lot this semester, forgetting I'm still not done with everything.
Insomnia. I go to sleep at like 2-3 a.m., wake up around 8/9 a.m. Even when I do sleep, I feel like I'm not rested. And the thing is I AM exhausted & want to sleep.
Depression. I'm having stints of it & I absolutely, fucking hate it. I can be with my loved ones & say a joke & laugh, but I feel so empty inside at the same time. Luckily, I'm making every attempt to be happy, cause this is the thing I don't want to get worse.
I criticize myself too much & when I stop myself, i get this feeling of why am I doing this to myself? I've always been organized, having a plan for everything, needing to be in control. Cancer took that away from me. Which can be looked at as both a good or bad thing. I've had all these plans, and now they seem so far away. I know eventually they'll happen, but not according to my plan. I have to stop judging myself. I'm my own worst critic and biggest enemy. It doesn't help when social media focuses on beauty & all that. I don't fit in those categories. I'm 23 with my boobs chopped off & plastic as boobs. How am i supposed to feel "beautiful?" This is probably the medicine talking, but fuck man, I feel like I have to fit in societies mold of what's acceptable. I gotta be happy all the time. Positive. Pretty. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. What's so wrong with not wanting to be strong all the time? I'm a fucking human being, riding an extremely, emotional roller coaster. LET ME BE!!! That's the thing that bothers me. I have to out this front on all the damn time. I'm not gonna always have it together. But just know that at the end of this shitty ride, I will see the light. I'm gonna prove to you & myself. It may seem contradicting, but you know what, it's not. And I truly think only people who have gone through something tragic like this, understand.
I feel so delirious & tired, I'm not sure if what I just typed is even grammatically correct. But you know what? Fuck it. It's my blog, it's my life.
It's amazing to think of how fast time has flown by. This year was by far the craziest of my life & it's almost about to end. Thank God!!! As much pain as I've endured this year, I have some great memories too. I saw Backstreet Boys & Justin Timberlake, highlight of my year & life! I've waited YEARS to see them & it finally happened. I got to ask BSB a question & answered it directly to me, AH!!! And JT literally was inches away from me. *Sigh* INCREDIBLE! Not only them but I went to plenty of other shows. Rihanna, Bruno, Katy Perry, Ellie Goulding, Sara Bareilles, Tegan & Sara, Kacey Musgraves, Jesse McCartney, DJ Pauly D. Anyone else that I'm missing? It's literally been a Pop music year for me. Being diagnosed took me back to being a little girl, listening to my favorite genre, Pop music. It made me feel normal again & took me back to the times when all I had to worry about was if my Barbie's hair would grow back. It didn't, haha.
Not only the shows I've gone too, but all those memories with my family and friends. It's brought me even closer to them, farther to some. But for those who've always been there before & the ones that this experience has got me closer to, THANK YOU! I can't even say in words what y'all mean to me. To those that walked away, fuck you too ;).
I'm hopeful for 2014. My bucket list is ready to get cut in half. I've done a few things on there, but 2014 I'm gonna complete even more. My friend Susie tagged me to a photo of a jar & each time you experience something good or fun, you write the memory, put it in the jar, & read it on 12/31/14. Neat, huh!
I get to finally graduate with my Bachelor's degree. Get back to working again. Volunteer. Travel. The list goes on & on. So much to experience in this world & I'm going to take advantage of it. I wanna do all this now, while I'm young & able to. I heard the other day, "There's always an excuse not to do something." I don't wanna be like that. I want to enjoy every little thing life has to offer NOW. I don't wanna put it off & be 80 years old & reflect back & think, "Damn!"
NEVER BETTER THAN NOW! Seize the day!
I'm ready to finish this chapter on my cancer journey & move to the next one..
Goodbye 2013. Hello 2014!
This isn't a subject I've really talked a lot about. It has come to my mind, but I know in my heart I'll make it through this. But.. I've recently found out that my sister in the fight has been getting bad news. First that her breast cancer spread to her lungs, then colon, now liver, bones, neck & still some spots in her lungs.
It's scary. She has two small kids and a husband. I can't even fathom hearing those words from the doctor. It was the first time it was brought up... now that it has been spreading like crazy...
This is my first experience with it.. my lovely, tough friend... I just... idk... I know to some extent what it's like, but this is another ballpark. I just pray that God gives her & her family to keep fighting & that just cause she heard those words being a possibility, doesn't mean it will.
I have faith.