Scars We Bare Forever

It’s 2:30 in the morning and I can’t get back to sleep.  I woke up with a sinking feeling as if I’d just emerged from a nightmare.  I’m feeling smothered by an unusually low feeling, uncharacteristic of the past weeks where I’d been overtaken by gratitude and positivity for everything and anything. Yesterday all theContinue reading “Scars We Bare Forever”

A Reflection that Matches My Mind's Eye

I thought I would have to get used to not having breasts.  After surgery, I kept waiting for it to “sink in” or to be overwhelmed with emotion at some point.  Perhaps I’d feel like a different, newly reinvented person, or maybe even mourn the loss of part of my body? Realizations never set in. Continue reading “A Reflection that Matches My Mind's Eye”