It's funny how things work out sometimes. Yesterday, I was reading Minerva's latest post, where she was debating whether or not to take up an opportunity to spearhead a cancer awareness project. Last night, a similar opportunity fell into my hands--I've been offered an unpaid Health and Wellness columnist position on an up-and-coming e-zine/collaborative blog. And while I'm thrilled about having a new opportunity to tell people about what it's like to have cancer when you're in your early twenties, I'm a bit apprehensive.
I feel that people need to know about what happened to hubby and I--but at the same time, I don't want to contribute to the "survivor worship" mentality that is so prevalent. I don't want our story to become one of those "human courage" crap-stories that downplay the devastation that cancer breeds.
I want no part in the devaluation of other's feelings--the worst thing to me is when someone says, "Oh, well, so-and-so got through this just fine, and you will too." Every person's experience with this disease is unique. Each patient should be allowed to work their own way through the effects of a cancer diagnosis, and their reactions and emotions should be justified by those who support the patient.
And so, while I am so excited about raising cancer and survivorship awareness to a new audience, I have mixed emotions about this new opportunity...
posted by amanda @ 10:00 AM