"A really strong woman accepts the war she went through and is ennobled by her scars."
Carly Simon
Scars are our body's way of helping us share our stories. Some scars are big and some small. Some are a result of a daring stunt that went wrong; some are the reminder of a traumatic event. Some scars we share, and some we don't. Isn't that true for most of our stories?
I have a scar that I didn't like to share. It took me a few weeks before I would share it with my husband. I felt broken, like I was taken apart, never to be whole again. My femininity was stolen, replaced with nothingness. My scar is a result of a mastectomy due to a breast cancer diagnosis.
After the first mastectomy, I started chemotherapy. Almost immediately after the second treatment, my hair fell out. Just when I thought my self-esteem couldn't get any lower, all my hair fell out.
Over the course of eighteen months, I completed treatment, had the second mastectomy and reconstructive...
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