Empty. Broken. Beautiful.

A tale of empty souls, broken hearts, and beautiful people

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End of a bumpy road

About 6 months ago, my mom received news from her doctor that would change her life, as well as our entire family's - she was diagnosed with stage 2 breast cancer. The first month consisted of tests - mammograms and confirmation consultations, a blur of meetings to discuss next steps and surgeries. Finally, my mother underwent a mastectomy - the removal of all the tissue in her breast. Before she went in, she tried so hard not to cry. Surrounded by friends and family encouraging and supporting her, she tried to mask her fear of the upcoming. Watching her walk into the surgery room was one of the hardest moments of my life so I can only imagine what it was like for her. spent hours in the waiting room impatiently awaiting the moment she'd wake up from the anaesthesia. I remember coming into the recovery room after the surgery and the first thing she said was "Lexi why are you still here? You must be exhausted, you need to go home and sleep." After all she'd been through, will full rights to self-accumulation, she thought of me. Instead of laying in bed consumed with though of 'why me?' she managed to see friends the day after her surgery and would push herself harder and harder each day to recover and get back to her former life. After months of recovery, she's finally finished radiation and despite the burning in her chest that should heal soon, she's cancer-free. My mom is in my inspiration. She is the strongest person I know and I want to share that with the world. 

Love you mommy 

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“Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.”

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I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.