Tomorrow is the 1 year mark for me being diagnosed. I felt like a year ago i died on this very day and one year later I'm still here. What i fear is history repeating itself on the same date every year. I get so stressed up, i tear a little.
I'm due for a PET end of the month and it's stressing me out. I start to behave like the PET is the armageddon day and i must live my life now and i start getting crazy and busy, trying to make myself feel alive.
It's scary. Really scary.
But if I died a year ago, today also marks my rebirth.
Happy Birthday?
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