I’m a dirty, rotten, no-good liar. I’m neither proud of it nor do I expect to change it any time soon. It’s how I’m getting through every day. People with depression and anxiety get used to telling lies. They often say that things don’t bother them or that they’re not depressed or even upset. They… Continue reading Pants on fire
When I was that age when everything is annoying, I remember my poor mom had to take me on a short road trip twice a year. It wasn’t fun for either of us and, although I don’t remember it specifically happening, I was probably a complete jerk about it. You know, because kids are the… Continue reading Non-traditional tradition
It seems like all I’ve been doing these last few months is waiting. I waited for results, waited for various doctors, waited for insurance companies and even more doctors, the waiting never ends. Tomorrow I will finally know when at least some of the waiting will end. I don’t have too much to say about… Continue reading Appropriately whelmed
Around eight years ago now, my family went through a really hard time. Husband was sick- very sick- and there were two times we almost lost him. Daughter was so very small, and every single thing about it was hard. The worst part was Husband and the way he was behaving. He was so different… Continue reading We always do
I’m so tired of thinking about breast cancer, mastectomies, and reconstruction surgery. I’m tired of trying to get my energy and fitness up to speed up recovery and watching what I eat so I can lose weight. I’m tired of obsessing about my underarms. I decided not to think about those things for a little… Continue reading Don’t think about zebras
I’ve been, as you all know, struggling with the whole process of “personing” since my diagnosis. I go through phases of thinking 1) that’s ok because cancer and mastectomies and infections are a big deal or 2) I need to get over it and just go back to normal. I feel like I’ve tried a… Continue reading Witness
http://www.playbuzz.com/katrinalightson10/whats-your-anger-type I think, in general, I have handled my diagnosis and the major changes that are coming up in my life well. I have had appropriate moments of being overwhelmed and upset, but they are only moments. I recover relatively fast and move on. The past couple days, though, have been just too… Continue reading Angry
I have been keeping some developments sort of to myself. I’ve shared them with some close friends and family as well as with my series of doctors, but I’ve had a lot of wrestling to do with the ideas before I finally got to the point of being able to share. I’m still pretty uneasy,… Continue reading My big deal
A while ago I wrote a post about how Husband genuinely thinks that the songs he hears on the radio can be a sign from God or the Universe that things are going to be ok. I talked a little about how I envy that in him; being able to find that comfort in… Continue reading Do you see signs?
So. I’m in a stupid chain restaurant having an after school delicious treat with my girl so that we can have a few minutes of normal. She’s in the bathroom and I get a call. I’m out, so I ignore it, but I decide to check the lengthy message. It’s the lab which is running… Continue reading More than that
Elephants in the Room 