Several months ago I came across this photo series on CNN.com and absolutely loved it. I loved the realness of all the photos and how raw they were. I could relate to them so much. Just now I came across
this website. There are more photos, the original ones I saw were just only 5 or so. I fell in love with these pictures all over again. They are so tragic and may be hard to look at for others, but I find them so familiar.
I went to the "Our Story" portion of the site and started to read. This website is made by this husband, who took all the pictures of his wife. It tells the story of how they met and her diagnosis, and then it said this:
"Throughout our battle we were fortunate to have a strong support group
but we still struggled to get people to understand our day-to-day life
and the difficulties we faced . . . . . Fear,
anxiety and worries were constant.
Sadly, most people do not want to
hear these realities and at certain points we felt our support fading
away. Other cancer survivors share this loss. People assume that
treatment makes you better, that things become OK, that life goes back
to “normal.” However, there is no normal in cancer-land. Cancer
survivors have to define a new sense of normal, often daily. And how can
others understand what we had to live with everyday?"
I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE! I deal with this every single day of my life. I am a different person now. I will be FOREVER changed and people don't understand that. I deal with things differently now. There are very few people outside of my family that understand this. And when I say very few, there's really only one person I can think of that has vocalized to me that she gets it. She told me that people will never understand and that life doesn't go back to normal.
Things are getting to be as normal as they can be, but my life will never be entirely the way it was before. People assume that I am fine now, the cancer is gone so I can just move on. Well it takes time! Give me a minute, people! Cancer became my normal, it became my everyday. I had a routine, and I became comfortable with all of it. Heck, I liked being bald! I liked going to the clinic all the time and getting rat poison pumped into me! Ok, well I didn't really like the rat poison part. I fell in love with the people there, they became familiar. I miss it all, it became my life.
So now I am at this half way point between "cancer" normal and "normal" normal. I still go to the clinic, just not as often. I still take oral chemo, they just don't make my hair fall out. Transitioning is hard, especially when people expect me to bounce back so quickly. I was thrown into it all and got used to it, now I am easing my way out. I may not have yellow teeth and tubes hanging out of my chest anymore, but I am still in that mindset.
So forgive me people if you find it annoying that I still talk about it, but it's only because it became my life and who I was. So the one thing I ask from all the people I know is a little patience. Some patience while I am figuring out what my new normal is. I know that people will never fully understand, but it's good to know that there's this small group of people out there that do.
P.S. I will find other things to write about besides cancer, I promise. This is my journal though. It may be my not so private journal that everyone can read, but I am still writing everything I feel at that moment. :)
**Photos credit to "The Battle We Didn't Choose"**