Surely it probably eliminates what nervousness I endured today as they performed imaging of my existing other side. Mammograms are about as pleasant as root canals. But BAM! Got the all clear:
Normal.
My oncologist expressed her amazement at how well I've handled this past year, and how more younger women are receiving a breast cancer diagnosis and how great it would be if I could talk to them. As I've told others, dealing with the mental health industry has prepared me for any future hardship. I know what to do for support, and by golly, I know how to PROPERLY support others.
It's more than just caring about someone from a distance. It's being there for someone that will help them get through.
Not just with cancer, but with all mentally exhausting hardships. Including mental health crises.