I’m in the middle of my chemo treatments. I hate them. I go again tomorrow. Treatment 3 of 5.
I’ll be at the hospital all morning. Today I’m a nervous wreck.
I hate this whole thing. I never go to doctors or hospitals! I don’t take pills or stuff like that.
Guess what. Now I do.
I still can’t believe I have this.
I hate when people pity me, so please, if you’re going to say something to me, don’t make me sound pathetic. Also, don’t call me a fighter or a warrior. I hate when people say that too. These days I’m hating lots of things.
I’m just me, trying to get better is all.