I have treatment #5 in a few days (or maybe the day you see this). I went for a ‘trot’ today because damn, I wanted to and it might not be at all possible in a few days. I am wobbly and weak, maybe because of my trot. I’m full up on anxiety in this very moment, which I’m just letting be (hand on heart, breathing through, loving myself more and more and more, and practicing what I preach).
Accepting exactly how I am right now.
I was raised to achieve perfection and to know that I was sinful and broken and wrong. Just damn wrong. Which is the damn opposite of lovingly – or even begrudgingly – accepting exactly how I am right now.
But, as I’ve said and will say over and over and over again, those are the lies that were carved into my brain, and I don’t have to live by – or believe – them anymore. No matter how overwhelming and inescapable they may feel in the moment.
I can even accept that.
When I accept the buzzing feeling in my feet (#chemosideeffects), the worry and fear in my heart, the nearly uncontrollable impulse to figure out and fix, and the fear and anger, because a cancer diagnosis, even if my body is cancer free, is scary and unfair – they actually all lessen. Or at least I can more easily be okay right now. Okay enough.
I breathe slowly and fully. I put my hand on my heart and remind myself that I am well and safe in this moment and that I love myself beyond. I ground myself into the present moment.
And I smile. And breathe some more.
I accept exactly how I am right now.
I offer that to you.
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Bless your heart, Lisa! I made it through breast cancer a few years ago &
you’re stronger than I am. Thank you for sharing your journey with us. We can all learn from your strength, hope & perseverance.
Thank you and much love