F**k It Bucket

Sometimes the fact that I have cancer seems like a distant memory. Chemo, the pain, the loneliness. I love that feeling of distance. Feeling like I don't have cancer at all. Feeling "normal". Letting myself hope and dream about watching Cruz grow up. Letting go of a toxic relationship and letting myself believe that I deserve better. So, I'm chucking all of the bad stuff in the f**k it bucket. I like this thought. :)




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