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There are always words scratched into old school desks.

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Illo Friday ::: Lonely

On July 10, 2012 I finished my 8th and last round of chemotherapy.

As much as I was glad to be done I felt so alone at the end of it. 

I had support throughout the entire three and a half months of treatment but it was still a very solitary experience. By the end of it I didn't really know what to do with myself. I felt very much sad and lonely. 

The only way to really explain it is by analogy... and I have shared my story since being diagnosed with breast cancer on my blog. It's kinda like therapy. Breast cancer isn't easy to deal with. And it seems especially unfair when you are only in your twenties.

Illo Friday ::: Round

Illo Friday ::: Silent

View of Keats Island from my old home in Gibsons Landing. Twas a cold rainy West Coast kinda day....