Coscarelli told me that, over the years, many wonderful and generous women had come to her clinic, and some of them had died very quickly. Yikes. I had to come clean: Not only was I un-wonderful. I was also kind of a bitch.
God love her, she came through with exactly what I needed to hear: “I’ve seen some of the biggest bitches come in, and they’re still alive.”
And that, my friends, was when I had my very first positive thought. I imagined all those bitches getting healthy, and I said to myself, I think I’m going to beat this thing.
This whole article is good advice for those of us who have never had cancer.
Hell, this is good advice for life in general. Everyone deals with different situations in life, and how they persevere is just as unique.
It’s more important to learn how to show up for those you care about than it is to push your opinions on them.