This is what metastatic breast cancer looks like. Not on the days when I am trying to make everyone believe I’m okay. It’s not that I mind looking like I don’t have cancer for the most part. But I don’t put my makeup on every day to prove a thing to anyone but myself. I push too hard most days. Never will I learn to take it easy.
Exhausted by breath excused for the whispers “How does she do it? What does it look like?” Talk of cures and tinctures and dragons tails.