04/20/2022
Birthday reflections
A year ago I didn’t know I had a “next year”
I was sure my time had come, too soon, I remember thinking I didn’t live yet, I didn’t love yet, how can this be happening to me? F**k cancer
One year later, here I am, still alive, still breathing, still here.
But even a year later I occasionally have this conversation with myself, I ask, what happened to me, and the other me answers, you had cancer, and I respond, what do you mean? Why?? How can it be? Why me??? What the f**k did I do wrong?
Italy is slowly healing my soul. With the help of wonderful people I now consider my friends, I found a beautiful apartment to call home. I feel safe. I feel protected and cared for. I am far away from doctors, and from the trauma that almost ended my life. But I am also far away from who I used to be.
