Out of head, onto screen

My chest itched today, at the scar line from my mastectomy. When my fingertips brushed the scar, I started to cry. When I saw or touched my old scars… the leukemia scars… I felt like a badass. I beat that shit and fuck that scar. So when this one made me cry, I had toContinue reading “Out of head, onto screen”

I’m tired and I don’t wanna blog. The last few weeks have been a little brutal. I’ve been dealing with chemo and all the side effects, spent a couple days in the hospital and I’ve just been recovering ever since. It’s entirely possible that today was my last round of chemo. None of my doctorsContinue reading