Am I alone in wondering why people say the most ridiculous things to me in an attempt to empathise maybe or be helpful? How do you cope with it? From lectures on dropping dairy, turmeric curing me, friends who sailed through chemo because they were ‘ strong’ , all that warrior language irritates me, you’re the strongest person I know you’ll kick it’s arse, you need to be brave, only strong minded people get through this. Oh you’ve had to shave your head? Shame you could’ve saved it, not likely it was coming out in chunks, at least you’ll get ready quicker, less time in the shower, great to be signed off work in the summer though! My aunt/friend/work colleague had it and tried xyz, they were amazing, they died sadly!!!! I could go on on but recently my patience is wearing thin and my smile and words of thanks are slipping somewhat. A friend texted me and said don’t worry you’ll be fine and I could help it, asked for a look in her crystal ball!!
How do others cope with it? My default is humour but it’s running out!!!!
Hope you corrected her. Last Sunday I had my partners 29 year old daughter, partner and 1 year old baby. Nobody lifted a finger, I cooked lunch, dinner and breakfast for them all (they stayed overnight) and it was never mentioned!
The language infururiates me. I said this to my councillor and she said I'm not alone. I'm back at work....Still in treatment and all I get is that I'm fine now. I'm not....I'm knacked and scarred....physically and mentally.
I'm not a warrior/fighter/winner/brave/pink sister or any of that shit. I had everything they threw at me.....my brother didn't live long enough to have the treatment I have had.
I've shat and thrown up for England, lost weight/put weight on, have no hair, was covered in spots, am tired but don't sleep. Can't eat or drink. Have less than zero energy.
But nobody wants to hear that .....that we're scared, vulnerable, lie away at night, going over and over everything. Don't feel like smiling, reassuring them we're fine!
How are you?
Shit actually!
Dear Louise, thank you, what a wonderfull rant, I feel the same but really sorry to hear about your brother. Love from Ann
A while ago someone asked, "How are you?" I looked them straight in the eye and said, "Think again if you want to ask me that, because I might TELL you." Sounds like that councillor has nothing to offer you since she lacks the basic understanding that it is not about being surrounded with people but about feeling that you have no one there who truly gets it and with whom you can have a real conversation. But we do. Keep talking.
Moving from Breast Clinic (where all medical staff were amazing) on to oncology department where a consultant told me I was a “fit and healthy 65 year old” and that I no longer had cancer because it had been “cut out”. Dreading my appointment next month if same consultant, she had all the people skills of a crocodile.
Lost track of how many people have said this kind of thing to me!! I look like crap!! How can cancer or being bald suit me, why I’m I lucky to have a ‘good shaped head’ what’s a ‘bad shaped head’?? Would they say???? My daughter says I have an alien head as it’s slightly pointy to that’s my Memoji between us now xx
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