When will I be me again?

There are days when I feel like cancer has swallowed up my life, my world, my entire being, leaving me a poorer version of the person I used to be.

Where is the colour, where is the life, will I stay frozen like this forever?

But wait. . .

I can feel the warmth of the sun shining down on me, telling me that yes, one day,

I will be me again.


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