
hair
Honestly, the second thing that crossed my mind after “oh shit” when I was diagnosed was “but, my hair” and that feels so vain. I’ve always had long hair. I’ve always LOVED my hair. If hair can be a personality trait - mine was. I truly don’t know who I am without my hair - isn’t that kind of ridiculous?



full diagnosis
The weekend following the biopsy was a blur but in typical me fashion - I still tried to live my best life. My friends treated me like things were normal and allowed me to cry in the bar (which isn’t out of the ordinary, let’s be honest). I lost it multiple times throughout that weekend but processed the crazy mess of emotions.
diagnosis day
It’s no surprise to those who know me that writing and talking is extremely cathartic. I’m thankful for the lovely humans in my life who love me in spite of how much I can talk in circles about my bullshit. So, it’s no surprise I’ve started this site to keep you all updated because this is bullshit.