The first time I was diagnosed with breast cancer, I had a bad panic attack.
I felt guilty, ashamed.
It felt like a bad dream.
But I had been through so much in my life.
I had had surgery and a mastectomy, but I had also had two miscarriages, and I had breast cancer.
I could tell from the news stories that it was a bad one.
And that I needed to be proactive, and do things like get tested and see a doctor.
It was a hard time.
My life had been destroyed.
And the doctors who diagnosed me were all professionals.
I was an architect, a writer, a teacher, a nurse, a parent, a mother.
My job was to design homes and businesses, to work with people who had cancer, and to teach my children to be more compassionate, more accepting, more open to learning, more empathetic.
It all made me a stronger person.
It taught me that I was capable of doing the things that I loved.
It’s a story of resilience, and resilience is what made me so successful in my career.
But there are some things that make it difficult.
For me, being a woman who had to deal with discrimination, harassment, being rejected for jobs, having to make choices that are in my best interest, it felt like my whole life had come to an end.
I would often wonder how I could be so confident, so good at what I do.
I think a lot of women think, “You know, I have a good career and a good life.
Why am I feeling so anxious about the fact that I have breast cancer?”
It makes me feel like I’m going to lose everything, because I have to make my decision.
I have my health, and my life, and so many other things that go along with it.
So I’m really struggling with it now.
I have to be really conscious of how I’m feeling and not think, I’m so excited, I got cancer.
It can be hard to talk to your colleagues, to ask how you’re doing.
But I think we all need to be able to say, “I’m okay with my situation.
I know I’m good at my job.
I’m not going to feel bad about anything I do.”
I’m not alone in having these thoughts.
I think there’s a lot more that goes on behind the scenes in women’s health and health care than just the patients.
It makes a lot less sense to think that women have to wait to be tested, to be told what they’re eating and how they’re doing their exercise, to know when they’re ovulating and ovulating at the right time, or what they need to eat.
I feel like it’s so much easier for people to be dismissive and to say things like, “She’s doing OK.”
It makes it so much harder for them to be compassionate and to help people.
When I was pregnant with my daughter, I was told that my doctor was going to put me on the pill and she wasn’t going to be doing an ultrasound.
I thought, This is not right.
I don’t want this.
It’s not healthy.
It is so difficult for women to talk about what is happening with their bodies, about what it’s like to be in a world where you have a disease that is causing your body to die.
It can be devastating.
It is very isolating and isolating.
The more I’ve learned about my disease, the more I realize that I didn’t even realize that.
I didn’ realize that until it was too late.
I started getting worried that my doctors were going to take me off of the pill or my ovaries would fail.
I was scared.
I realized that my body was dying and I didn.
And it wasn’t right.