I just don’t want to hear any more bad news from breast cancer camp. I can’t take it. I’m sticking my fingers in my ears from now on.
I keep having dizzy spells and I’ve managed to convincemyself I’ve got cancer again.
I hate the fact that people treat me differently from everyone else. I don’t want preferential treatment I just want to be treated the same. They never have from the beginning. I’ve given up wondering why..
I have major PMT but haven’t had a period since September. Tamoxifen fucking with my cycle and hormones. Oh and keeping me fat of course. Fat with crap boobs. Ages until my surgery. Sigh
I wish I saw my friends more. I’m so bored of doing nothing at weekends. Can’t keep getting pissed, the cancer shamers would have a field day.
Think I’ll just go and eat worms..