Reintroducing myself into society after being in the bubble of treatment feels both liberating and intimidating. It's like stepping into a new world.Curious glances and well-intentioned questions can make social interactions uncomfortable.Cancer may have changed me, but it doesn't define me. Embracing my scars and new normal is a journey of self-acceptance, an yet so much more this road has been hard for me proud of what my body has overcome an continue to overcome its my scars are barely noticeable , just to think in a few months I'll have surgery again. Hearing the words " I dont want to be negative " after asking my oncologist if and when I can get deported lol.( removal of port) her saying that then saying " lets wait 18 months two years you never know reoccurrence ." That word is like a knife to the chest, no longer was I happy at that visit it was just last week. So am I really over this shit ? No I have this port an these expanders as a reminder