Not a week goes by where I don’t see a story pop up in my feed with some feel-good headline like: “Cancer Taught Me What’s Really Important in Life,” “Facing Cancer Taught Me How to Truly Live,” or “Cancer Taught Me to Enjoy Every Moment.” And I think, Huh.
All cancer taught me was debilitating anxiety. What a ripoff. I’m not sure why or how society has expected those who’ve gone through cancer treatments to have reaped some rewards from the ordeal.
To be a “good survivor,” it seemed I needed to let everyone know that there were gifts hidden in a cancer diagnosis. Was it my duty as someone who’d been through it to comfort those who may be next by telling them of something good to come out of it?
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