Liking people is stupid all you end up doing is ruining songs you really liked beforehand
Don’t confuse my personality with my attitude. My personality is who I am. My attitude depends on who you are.
I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted.
Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them after they were diagnosed. Both had to have mastectomies (in case anyone doesn’t know, this is the surgical operation to remove one or both breasts).
The first woman said her husband told her that he would rather see her dead than see her lose her breasts. The second woman had her operation and waited all day to be picked up by her husband, who never arrived. By nightfall, one of the nurses offered to give her a ride, and she came home to find the house empty.
Obviously, these are extreme cases of a man’s reaction to his wife’s breast cancer, but this is what I see when I see the “I ♥ Boobies” bracelets. I see love of the body parts, not the person being treated—not the patient, not the victim, not the survivor.
Someday it would be nice to have someone ask me how I’m doing and really mean it.