I miss my life before cancer. I miss not having to care about every headache or stomach upset. I miss the days when tired just meant I hadn't had enough sleep.
What this has done to me is unforgiveable. It has changed me so much that at times I cannot even recognise my own thoughts.
This post like all the others will lie doormant and most likely unread. No one will visit this blog, I see that now. But to close it down would be condeming these thoughts to stay within me, and I cannot adhere to that. It can't be productive.
Till next time.