depression

The Cancer Movie

In the movie in my mind, I am the valiant card-carrying cancer warrior, a runner of marathons and wearer of pink. I carry a shield emblazoned with “I SURVIVED!” in huge letters as I cartwheel into oncology offices and sprinkle… Read More ›

That Birthday Feeling

It was just my birthday. I wish I could pinpoint the day that my birthday stopped carrying that “birthday feeling.” You know what I mean. There used to be a certain intangible aura that used to follow me from the… Read More ›