I Don’t Want to be a Cancer Poster Child

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I didn’t tell anyone about my diagnosis. I didn’t have answers to their question and I didn’t want to be known as the person with Breast Cancer. Every person that has told me they have cancer, I remember them. I don’t want to be known for my diagnosis, I am so much more. I don’t feel any different. I’m not sick and nothing hurts. I don’t want to wear a label. 

My mindset was “Let me see how this plays out, what stage it is and get a plan before I go waving my ‘cancer flag’”. Once this is over I plan on posting this blog for others to read my journey and hopefully help them through their own journeys. I didn’t have anyone that had been through this and it was scary.

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