Thank you for saying it . . . all of it. I’m currently stuck dealing with the aftermath of treatment while having had a biopsy in the Other Boob only yesterday.
And I resemble that remark – all of it: only child, always the “other,” the one in the corner speaking the ugly truth rather than the pretty mainline . . .

anotheronewiththecancer

Author’s note:

If you are a breast cancer “survivor” who embraces that ideal image–the pink products, the racing for the cure, etc.– I am truly happy for you. I mean that sincerely, without my usual dose of sarcasm. And just as sincerely, I beg you to stop reading this post, you will probably find it offensive. As nearly always, there will be foul language, because that is how I speak.

This post is for the ones who got breast cancer, and went into it doubting, or maybe at first embracing, what I shall henceforth refer to as The Image. It is for those of us who at some point realized we could not live up to The Image. And for those patients lost and unsure, feeling set adrift, away from the pink anchor. This post is for them–you–us. -anotheronewiththecancer, AKA cancer curmudgeon

Why do I propose this burial? Because I…

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