It's My Cancer & I'll Cry If I Want To

“[W]e need never be ashamed of our tears …” – Charles Dickens

One of the things I’ve come to accept about myself is that I cry easily.

What hasn’t come easily is crying in front of other people.

During the diagnostic and treatment phases of cancer, I usually clamped down my tears. As a mother, I felt I had to be strong for my children. As a wife, I saw my husband’s pain and, feeling guilty for causing it, didn’t want to cause more. As a daughter, sister and friend, I didn’t want to worry anyone and tried to keep things positive.

Although I felt no such obligations to my doctors, I hid tears from them too. When my breast surgeon told me I needed a mastectomy, I didn’t let myself lose it until I made it out of her office and onto the elevator. When my plastic surgeon needed before photographs, requiring me to stand there practically naked . . .

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Tears are a normal part of the cancer struggle. Is hiding them isolating you and making it harder to get the support you deserve?

Survival > Existence,

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Debbie is the founder of WhereWeGoNow, author of You Can Thrive After Treatment and How to Build an Amazing Life After Treatment, a regular contributor at CURE and Positively Positive and a blogger at The Huffington Post. She is an inspirational speaker bringing hope to cancer survivors and the patient experience to medical professionals. Debbie gives back by working with the Cancer Hope Network, The Pathways Women’s Cancer Teaching Project, and the Carol G. Simon Cancer Center Oncology Community Advisory Board at Overlook Medical Center, Summit, NJ. Debbie is a wife, mother, and a former very stressed out attorney. To learn more, join her at WhereWeGoNow and follow her on Facebook and Twitter.


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