When we have cancer, we became a victim to be pitied and cared for whether we want to or not.
Suddenly we're the one dying and all attention is on us:
What's the right treatment?
Did we take our medication today?
What can we eat? Did we eat today?
Can we even take care of personal hygiene anymore or do we need help?
The list of care is never-ending when we're in a cancer crisis.
Many of us - even independent badasses like me - can fall into a woe-is-me pattern. This can be detrimental not only to our health, but to everyone else around us. The crisis is about our health, but nonetheless we need to get out of our own heads and fears. We need to remember this isn't just about us.