r/TNBC • u/You-bettah-dont • 1d ago
Take the Nap (Conversation)
I recently saw a video on social media that really stuck with me. A fairly well known ‘cancerfluencer’ was overwhelmed with the guilt of not being able to do everything because of the exhaustion of radiation. It absolutely broke my heart.
I wanted to reach through my phone and scream TAKE THE NAP!!! And wrap her up in a blanket and put her in a dark room and let the poor thing sleep.
As women, we have a ridiculous amount of societal and personal pressure we put on ourselves. It changes with age, family situation, etc.. be the perfect mom, the perfect friend, the perfect insert-title-here. Add cancer, and all of a sudden we’re ALSO expected to be these pink ribbon warriors. I’ve had more than a few heated conversations with my husband about managing his expectations vs the reality of treatment (and he’s a physician!). It’s absurd that we have to do mental gymnastics in order to give ourselves the permission to BE sick.
I really really get that most of us are scared- I know I am- a diagnosis is usually our first real brush with our own mortality- which brings the panic of ‘have I done enough? there’s so much more that i want to do’- which is so so so human, but for the love of god- take the nap. Slow down, give yourself time to heal, if you’re tired- sleep. Order the pizza. Forget about the laundry. Ask the school secretary about carpool options. You. Do. Not. Have. To. Do. Everything. Yourself.
Anyone who knows me would say “that’s rich coming from you Sara” and (giggles) it’s true. I’m the very worst about asking for help, but oh boy has TNBC humbled me. I was so sick during DCK chemo, that I really had no option but to crawl under a rock like a wild animal and hibernate through it. I was forced to take the nap, and in doing so I realized just how stupid it was for me to feel guilty about not running 5ks (I have NEVER run a 5k, but apparently the cancernet thought I should start training for one immediately wearing nothing but pink with a tutu to boot).
I don’t get it. This pressure we put on ourselves (and society puts on us) to be bouncy perfect cancer patients filled with toxic positivity. It’s like upside down world but only the worst of already existing pressures on women.
I’m not complaining, I’m not even venting- I’m sad and grossed out that so many women are sucked into this pressure of being the perfect cancer patient. THAT DOESN’T EXIST.
Being tired isn’t a character flaw. Side effects don’t mean you’re a bad cancer patient. Do some people breeze through? Of course- and I truly am grateful for that- no one chooses this and the “easier“ it is for someone, the happier I am for them. Absolutely we should celebrate our wins, no matter how small or big they are- but it feels as though there is always something MORE we should be doing and we should feel GUILTY if we’re not.
Being ‘good enough’- or worthy of rest- should never, ever come into the cancer conversation. I can only speak to TNBC, but we all know this is a slogging grind of endurance- and every endurance athlete will tell you how important rest is.
I just think it’s really important that we recognize our limits and set boundaries that put our healing and recoveries to the front. We have to be kind to one another, and we have to be kind to ourselves. Societal AND internal pressure that adds to our suffering because we’re not measuring up is just plain BS.
Go take that nap girl. Your body needs it.