Sick of Being a Victim!!!

Hello all,

It took me quite awhile to reach this point in my journey where I could honestly say that I no longer want to feel sorry for myself.  In fact, it took me over a year to even come to terms with the fact that I had cancer - stage 3 ovarian cancer to be exact.  I knew right away that I was not the "support group" type.  Please understand - not that I find anything wrong with that, it's just that I'm an extremely private person and the idea of sharing my thoughts and feelings on my disease just didn't appeal to me.  So now that my tears have dried, what's next?  I'm 41-years old, mother of 2, and have been married for 18 years.  I live my life in 3 month intervals, holding my breath for test results and the "all clear" from my oncologist.  It feels like being held hostage indefinitely.

So I thought I would start this blog and gear it towards women who also undergoing their own battles with cancer.  We can be known as the "three-month club"....ha!  We'll talk about anything and everthing....EXCEPT cancer.  Let's not give it any more power over us...shall we??  Let's explore ways to begin to feel like sexy bitches again...yes, we can.  Take your mind off of this shit for awhile and make some friends here in the process.  Fun and upbeat is the order of the day.  I may share dirty jokes or complain about my family in this blog - all meant in good fun.  I'm always up for meeting and chatting with new and interesting people and the only thing I ask is that you never ask me how I'm feeling (God knows I've had enough of that!!) and I will reciprocate in kind.  We are not only cancer survivors - we are cancer thrivers!!!!  Never let this disease define you.

Let me hear from all the ladies who feel the same way!  :-) 

Carol D.
Waltham, MA