...and that nothing I believed to be “real” was truly real, I can let go of my expectations about life, and stop buying into the charade of consumerism and competition and the false narrative of what life is about.
I’m not afraid to die anymore, not afraid to stand up, to spend all my time spreading truth.
The truth has really set me free.
All the things I thought that mattered don’t matter. Freedom is my only thought now. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes.
Same here, I believe it was the chemo that killed my mom not the cancer. Her third treatment did her in. She wasn't ready for it but they gave it to her anyway. Her body hadn't recovered enough from her second treatment. My lord was it hard to watch her so sick and in pain. She couldn't even take her meds to help her feel better from the treatment, much less eat or drink anything because her mouth & throat were totally raw & bleeding. Then in the hospital watching them continuously pump blood & platlets into her and it didn't help. To watch a very smart, independent and compassionate woman waste away then die, was The hardest thing I've ever had to do. And in the end the doctor said the chemo didn't help shrink her cancer at all, matter of fact they believe it got bigger.
So yeah, if I come to have cancer I won't get chemo and I would look to alternative ways.
Sorry 😞 your family had to go through that.