@brightside21

Thank you. I felt every word of this.

“The not knowing is hard but the knowing is too.” God, yes. That line hit me right in the chest because it’s exactly where I’m living right now.

I love what you said about going one hour at a time. Some days I can’t even think about tomorrow, but an hour? I can try to do an hour. I’m going to borrow that. I’m going to borrow “I’m still here & I will be here for tomorrow” too. I need that taped to my mirror.

The tears come for me too. The “what ifs” are loud and ugly and they show up without warning. I’ve been posturing for so long that I forgot it’s okay to just cry and let it out. So thank you for the reminder that I can say out loud, “I will get stronger,” even if I don’t believe it yet. Saying it matters.

Hearing that it does get better, that hair grows back, that sleep improves, that life can blossom again… I needed to hear that from someone who’s been in it. Slow is still forward. I keep forgetting that.

You’re right. This is a different life. I’m already changed by it all, and I hate that, but maybe I can learn to appreciate the small wins more. Maybe the hugs from the people who stay will mean more than they ever did before.

Thank you for the 💓 and the hugs. I felt them. I’m sending some back to you. And thank you for telling me I’ll be stronger than I think. I don’t feel it today, but I’m going to try to believe you. One hour at a time.