A fellow pink warrior posted the following in a private group…I think its worth sharing with all as I feel you all should know what we are truly feeling…If you know anyone going through treatment…All we need is love…support…and help…Its hard to ask for help when we have to have our game face on…But we are dying….not literally, but physically…We find ourselves in an awkward position…We can not maintain our independence, but mentally we have to fake it just to see tomorrow…This is a sneak peek of a segment I will call “That’s What’s Up!” real raw and hopefully life changing! One life! One chance…Let’s be brutally honest and change the face of the planet!!!!! Who is with me????????
Sneak peak in to the mind of a pink warrior….
I would never wish this on anyone, not even my worst enemy, but some days I’d like some people to spend just one hour feeling what this is like.
One hour in a day that I am aching all over. I’m so damn tired I can barely get out of bed. There’s a huge mountain of washing and no one to conquer it. Kids running out of warm clothes as they are all part of the mountain. Nothing for me to wear as I have put on so much weight through steroids, not working and not having energy to exercise to keep the weight off, so the few clothes that stretch enough are in that same mountain. Looking in the mirror at my puffy face, fluffy head, patchy eyebrows, scarred chest.
Just one hour!!! And then they might have an inkling of what I go through, instead of always thinking “she’s strong, she’s doing well, she’ll be fine” or thinking that I’m full of it when I say I’m not feeling too good.
Just one fucking hour and they might understand my hell!
