2019
This year has already been very difficult for me. My new job and social drama are only a fragment of my most recent emotional distress. Last night my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Up until now, I haven’t been alone and I honestly was just in a state of shock for the last 12 hours.
This woman is my fucking world. I have always aspired to be her, this amazing and strong woman, who can cook literally anything, handle any situation with poise, and continuously root for her daughters’ success even though we fuck up all the time.
Cancer is a scary yet familiar word to me. With my Uncle Biboy’s most recent passing in 2012 of a similar diagnosis, my Uncle Jun’s colon cancer back in 2010, my grandparents in 2010 and 2011, and many more.
As I sit on the couch crying and venting on tumblr, the same exact way I did almost 3 years ago with my previous complete heart break, I feel like there’s nothing I can do but wait. Love is such a powerful thing and I’ll be giving you nothing but that, mom.
