Tag: #bcsm

Losses

https://fivedotoh.files.wordpress.com/2020/08/95c54222-adf8-4ace-9cee-ba8dad473d07.jpeg?w=636&h=795 I’m not afraid of my city, the way people once behaved as one might catch cancer if they came close to me. Stranger hours bring strangers in the darkness and the night closes down the city. In the darkness there’s a hiding place for everyone. In everyone there’s a place where darkness resides. We

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Good Doctors Listen

As I sat in my oncologists office last week a young first year resident entered the exam room. I was not warned by my oncologist’s nurse – very unusual. Yet I was not worried to see him either, since my oncologist certainly wouldn’t put someone in a room with me who wasn’t capable of good

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The Therapeutic Effects of Telling Our Stories

For over five years now since my de novo diagnosis, writing continues to provide a positive forum for my metastatic cancer experience. Essays and poetry as well as my blog are all unlimited in so far as opportunities for my creativity and outlets for my emotional ups and downs. Friendships develop through these forums –

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