yeah…thats me, alright. Im a frickin body full of anxiety, bitchiness, tears, and everything else you can possibly think of…….Never mind the financial BS that is putting an awful curtain of tension through out my house or the physical BS that is limiting everything and anything I want to do….Now I have to be seperated from my family for 1-3 weeks, depending on how my surgery goes this coming Wednesday. Im going to be 3 f’n hours away from everyone, so I can pretty much count on being the patient that nurses pity cuz the patient gets absolutly NO visitors. I dont have an f’n cell phone so I cant call anyone, I got to wait for people to call me…..And before anyone says anything like “it was your choice to have this operation”, I already know this! But I wish the people that had that attitude could see what it feels like to live without breasts….live with these deflated expanders that barely come off the chest…hard as a frickin rock. Live with that for just one week….never mind a whole year and 2 months. People just dont get it….Im f’n broken….physically, mentally, emotionally, financially…..Im f’n broken…..cant anyone understand that? Im beginning to hate the f’n color pink…..Im f’n tired of what Cancer has done to me….I hate what Cancer can still do to me! I have had my breasts taken from me….Ive had my ovaries taken from me……I had my beautiful long hair taken from me….Ive had my spirit cut in half…..Only thing I gained in this whole f’n ordeal has been 60 f’n lbs! Just lovely…..Ive become an overweight, breastless, angry PERSON. Ive had my positive energy sucked right out of me……So….Yes, If they can give me just an inkling of some womanhood back…Im taking it….but it doesnt mean that I cant be worried, sad, scared, anxious…everything that I am right now…..
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