I still find that difficult to believe a year after diagnosis. Since October 2019, I have never really felt like I had cancer (triple negative breast cancer). As you read my blog you may think I went through a lot. But please believe me when I say, I got off easy. So many other women and men (yes, men get breast cancer, too) suffer so much more than I have with cancer treatment.
I think there were a lot of things that were lucky about what happened to me before, during and after my year of cancer treatment. Many people wouldn’t consider a lot of it lucky, but let’s just say, for me, the stars aligned in mysterious ways.
My blog to this point, early November 2020, is a journal about my cancer journey. But now I am going to delve into the very personal topic — for some a taboo topic — of depression. I will also provide updates on the cancer situation (which hopefully will be few).
When I first started this blog, some of my friends and family privately emailed or called me asking what happened to OLD Beth. These were people who knew of my long, off-and-on, struggle with depression. I have not been known by my very close friends as a super positive person. I’m a life-long pessimist. As you read, I think you will agree that most of the posts from this past year of cancer treatment are pretty up-beat. Mysterious.
So posts after November 2020 will discuss depression. Not depression in general, but MY depression, Developmental Trauma Disorder. Bet you didn’t know there are a wide variety of depressions. I’m not a mental health professional, nor am I a cancer doctor, but I have learned a thing or two about cancer from going through the treatment. Similarly, I know a thing or two about my brand of depression from going through depression its therapy.
How on earth could I possibly have been positive about cancer and what the doctors were doing to my body in attempt to cure me of triple negative breast cancer? Well, read on. As I said before, the stars aligned for me in mysterious ways.
A sort of disclaimer: the information and stories I tell are colored by my own experience. I may not have remembered every exact word the doctors and nurses have said. At times information was flying at me so quickly, I couldn’t fully digest it all. The information in my blog is my best remembrance of what happened during my cancer journey. If I have not gotten every detail correct, please forgive me.
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I am Beth Goodnight. I live in north Idaho. I love nature, photography, hiking, snowshoeing, kayaking, cooking, needle and other crafts, and writing.
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