“I am terrified that one day we will not pursue a treatment our son needs because we can no longer pay for it.”
“I’ve fervently wished to see women who look like me and have lived through this.”
“Even in that happy space, doubt, disbelief, and a gnawing sadness started to swirl, rise, and create confusion.”
“My mother assumed I must have done something to bring a rare blood cancer upon myself.”
I have never been anything but this ragged, medicated self; I have never been less aware of the ground beneath my feet.
It had all started about five or six years earlier, around the first time I fell in love. I didn’t know when it would end.
Sometimes I’m convinced no other person will ever know my fragile heart the way I do.
“Perhaps the point of a labyrinth is not to find the exit.”