Moral down

Today I feel horrible. Looking at my chemo port, I cried. I want to have it removed. I don't like it there.


I don't feel like my normal self. I feel like I'm burdening everyone. My parents, my friends....everyone....

I was seriously going to ask the doctors to remove the port, until you spoke to me. You gave me hope again. You said everything is going to be fine. You said I was stronger. You asked me not to give up, for the world will not be a better place without me. You said I am cherished by my friends, for I made a difference in everyone's life. Your words warmed my heart. Thanks for catching me when I fall.

Thank you very much.