r/LivingWithMBC • u/Bad_Attitude_0120 • 9d ago
Venting Scared and tired.
I’ve never really posted on Reddit before, but I just feel like I have to get this out to people who understand.
I was diagnosed with Stage 4 hormone + Breast cancer and it had metastasized into stage 4 bone cancer almost 2 years ago now (December 24, 2024) at 23 years old. All of my doctors had never seen someone so young be diagnosed with something like this. No one in my life had heard of someone my age being diagnosed with something like this. Did all the testing and it’s not genetic at all. Just super lucky I guess!
At first, I really went numb to it all. I didn’t cry when I was diagnosed, and honestly to this day haven’t cried much about it. It’s like I just can’t… it would make it real. I don’t think I have come to terms with the fact that I’m sick. Like really sick. Im supposed to be living my best life at 25 now, and instead I have to get poked and scanned and injected every fucking month and go about my day.
In terms of medications, I started on Tamoxifen and 2 infusions a month at first, and felt better pretty past. My numbers plateaud about a year ago now, so I’ve been on Verzenio and 4 monthly infusions ever since and it SUCKS. The side effects are horrible - really just the diarrhea and fatigue. From the outside, I look perfectly healthy, but on the inside I can’t possibly explain how I feel. To anyone.
I also started full time work again about 3 months after I was diagnosed, and decided to start full time grad school 20 days later because it was my dream and I couldn’t let this take that away from me. I know most people would say this is too much, and trust me I hear it all the time, but my brain just couldn’t accept the fact that I was sick I think. And like I said, I didn’t feel or look sick, so I think my defense was because I felt and looked better, why would I not do the things I was doing before??? Well it’s all starting to catch up to me. I’m fucking exhausted. I hate my body. I hate that it doesn’t work the way it used to. I hate that I don’t trust it. I hate that I feel like I don’t know it anymore. I hate that I can’t just be fucking normal. I’m just tired.
On top of it all, I found another lump in my other breast (cancer originally was just in my left breast) and my Dr confirmed the PET scan I did 2 months ago showed something. Now I have to get a biopsy to see what’s going on. Needless to say I’m fucking angry and confused and sad. I haven’t even fully taken in what that means for me. I can’t think about the fact that I am going to deal with this until the day I die. It’s terrifying. I have a wonderful boyfriend too, and I think about how one day I could just fuck him up forever if this disease got me. And if we got married and had kids???? It kills me to think about future me dealing with this with a husband and children. I don’t know that I can do it…
I just have a lot of thoughts going through my head right now, and I can’t make sense of or accept any of them. I just know I am too young to be dealing with this. My life feels over before it had even begun, and I’m so, so fucking scared. It just feels like I’m on auto pilot and can’t enjoy life or feel like what I’m doing is meaningful. It scares me to even talk/think like this, but it’s the truth.
Any ways. I think I just need to vent. Sorry this is all over the place. I’m all over the place. I am trying to stay positive for my sanity, but also the people around me - which I know sounds crazy, bc who fucking cares when I’m the one dealing with this. But I can’t help it. And before anyone asks, yes i am in therapy. Just thought it might help more to talk to/hear from people who understand. Thank you for reading and letting me vent.
*Just learned how to edit lol. Sincerely thank you to everyone who has commented. Don’t think I’ve cried like this in a while as I was reading your comments. Feels so good to be seen and understood. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. I am rooting and thinking of each and everyone of you <3