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after five years

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the emotional life of breast cancer and life's other travails

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after five years | the emotional life of breast cancer and life's other travails after five years the emotional life of breast cancer and life's other travails COVID Fatigue April 3, 2020 // 12 After my mom died, I remember how every morning in the days that followed I would wake up and for just a few moments, I would be free. For just an instant, I would forget she was gone. And then with a jolt, it would explode to the surface, “Oh my god, she’s gone!” And a day of fresh grief would start anew. Same with a cancer diagnosis. I would finally find sleep but would wake up during the night to pee, and on that five-foot walk to the bathroom, I would suddenly remember, “Oh my god, I have cancer, I have cancer!” And the grief, and the agony and the spin would start anew. Also during cancer treatment, I would regularly have bad dreams. A nightly one was where I was running in a marathon. Running and running and running, I would arrive at each mile marker, yet no one would t...

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