dontlooksick

Just Normal Enough

When I was a teenager I wanted nothing more than to be normal; with my super short, curly, mousy coloured chemo hair I stuck out like a sore thumb. Luckily in high school everyone was so wrapped up in their own lives and drama that people barely gave me so much as a passing glance on their way to English class. And I grew comfortable in my invisibility.
I was never the best at anything. I barely scratched the surface of good most of the time. But I was good enough at a lot of things and that has served me well for most of my life.

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staystrong

Spoonie Poem

Symptom 1 and Symptom 2,

This one’s old, that one’s new.

I thought my body was mine to rule

But it looks like I’m again the fool.

One thing goes wrong after another,

And I’m left attached, feeling smothered.

Brought to my knees again tonight,

Crying, aching, giving up the fight.

If I could sleep it might improve,

But late at night I cannot snooze.

Spoonie life is hard to take,

I may bend but I’ll never break.

xo
Courtney

ps- whoever’s photo I am using as the feature photo please let me know if you see this so I can give credit!

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