I used to do breast cancer so much differently. In 2009, once I was able to stop crying and pull my shit together after getting the diagnosis, I had made up my mind that I was "tougher and WAY cooler than any stupid infiltrating ductal carcinoma", stage 3a. And I put on my pink stuff and told any and everybody who would listen that I "HAD bc. Past tense". And that I have "already beaten it, cause my scans are clear!"
Oh how naive. How naive and how unprepared I was.
And for a couple of years, when someone would see me out and about, they would ask "How are you doing? How are you feeling?" And regardless of how I was actually doing or feeling at the time, I would chirp "I'm GREAT! I'm kickin cancer's ass!" *Hug* "Thanks for asking! How are YOU?" And then sometimes the convo would go on about what was going on treatment wise, which I would riddle with jokes and sarcastic comments, sort of giving the finger to bc. I tried to be as humorous as possible and appear to be the most courageous, bad ass, cancer ass kicker anyone had ever seen.
*Insert eyeball roll here*
*Insert eyeball roll here*
At least half of the time back then, if I had answered truthfully, I would have said that I was really terrified of the surgeries pending. Or that I was totally upset that I'm bald. And it wasn't until active treatment ended that it occurred to me that, bc people are never, ever really out of the woods. And I spent a good 2 years in a state of complete panic over the possibility of recurrence, or mets. So during that time, if I had been honest, I would have expressed those thoughts, rather than "I'm great! *Insert # of years* cancer free (?!) and still kickin!"
*Insert eyeball roll here*
Why did I do this?
Because I didn't (still don't) think some people want to hear the horror story that is the new normal for a bc person. And I'm pretty sure that if I had been 100% honest with everyone, all the time, some people would probably stop asking about how I am. Maybe even go the other way when they see me coming...
I think it's because it makes people sad, or fearful when they hear someone with bc not doing the whole Pink *Rah Rah, I'm a Warrior! I Fight Like A Girl! I kick cancer's ass!* stuff and then they just think that you're not doing it right. You're supposed to be wearing a pink tutu and boa and shouting "C'mon cancer! Bring it on! I got this!"
Whatever. I can't do that shit anymore. Haven't been able to in awhile.
And here's another reason why...Honestly, some people don't know me well enough for me to have even wanted to be all full disclosure with them. But I no longer "chirp" the pink party line. Just can't do it.
So if I do say "I'm SUPER! Thanks for asking!", I actually mean it.
Whatever. I can't do that shit anymore. Haven't been able to in awhile.
And here's another reason why...Honestly, some people don't know me well enough for me to have even wanted to be all full disclosure with them. But I no longer "chirp" the pink party line. Just can't do it.
So if I do say "I'm SUPER! Thanks for asking!", I actually mean it.
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