do you really have thyroid issues if you aren’t constantly frustrated and want to cry all the time
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do you really have thyroid issues if you aren’t constantly frustrated and want to cry all the time
A few months ago I posted about how I was watching The X-Files and got to the episode where Scully is diagnosed with cancer. I was pretty fucked up about it, to put it mildly. I didn't understand why cancer stories seemed to be everywhere, I was afraid that they were going to pop up in narratives and ruin my escapism, and (mostly) I was terrified that I was always going to be an anxious and sad mess of a human being. I stopped rewatching The X-Files. But I was talking about Mulder and Scully at work today, and so I decided to start watching again. I had forgotten why I had stopped. And I was so surprised when I turned this episode on and realized that it didn't bother me anymore. It's just a story. One that resonates with me more personally now, but still a story. I'm able to watch it and enjoy it and separate Scully's fear from my own. I'm not done coming to terms with it yet, but it's so relieving to have tangible proof that I'm making progress.