What defines me?

Cancer , A Dozen Kids , Life, Struggle

I had convinced myself I wasn’t going today laying in bed throwing a fit about how unfair life is. How if I hadn’t been so emotional about my own personal stuff things would have totally played out different. As I am screaming he changed knowing now I did too. Until that it will be okay pretty lady message………. I was ready to give up. Heading to chemotherapy 3 hours of hell hope it buys me some time cause when this fight is over i have so much to make right again. But for now all the fight i have is used to walk out that door and let them pump me full of poison.

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