The best of me didn't die.
For a long time after treatment I believed the best of me was gone. That she disappeared sometime during the chemo and radiation. One minute she was there, the next minute she vanished along with my hair. Who was I now? Who was I now my femininity and identity had left the building? I felt like an empty vessel. It looked like me from the outside. But on the inside I was completely different. I was empty, confused and lost. Like I had become a shadow of my former self. Was I n