I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma in November 2018, which at this point already seems like a lifetime ago. But life since then has been nothing of the same sort it used to be. I can’t even compare myself to who I was before. It feels as if nothing and I mean nothing is the same, not my spirit, not my mind, and certainly not my body. My body used to cooperate, and now it does what it wants when it wants without my consent.

But here we are in 2020. And everyday is a struggle. I'm barely existing and losing hope fast. Also currently going through a breakup, as if everything isn't already enough. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm lonely. I struggle with anxiety and making new friends despite being told how personable me and my personality are. I hide and fake a lot. I feel so broken and feel alone. Am I alone out here?

it's not easy. keep your head up. it's so much easier to do than said.

I was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma and finished chemo last year. Unlike you, I was not blindsided. I cannot imagine the sheer shock involved in that. But you should know the lymphoma has high survival rates. You are in a serious hospital doing the very best that's needed. As hard as it is, you have to keep your head up. You have to fight the urge to give in the darkness, or else it's swallow you whole. What if you hadn't gone into the doctor with your wrist pain? What if you waited? this could be a whole lot worse. Keep your attitude upbeat and do WHATEVER you find necessary to stay upright. I write post it notes all around my house with positive sayings. But I went through all my treatment alone, and I hope you have support. Support is important.

I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma in November 2018, which at this point already seems like a lifetime ago. But life since then has been nothing of the same sort it used to be. I can’t even compare myself to who I was before. It feels as if nothing and I mean nothing is the same, not my spirit, not my mind, and certainly not my body. My body used to cooperate, and now it does what it wants when it wants without my consent.

But here we are in 2020. And everyday is a struggle. I'm barely existing and losing hope fast. Also currently going through a breakup, as if everything isn't already enough. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm lonely. I struggle with anxiety and making new friends despite being told how personable me and my personality are. I hide and fake a lot. I feel so broken and feel alone. Am I alone out here?