I felt life come to a halt the minute the doctor uttered the first syllables of my illness.
"I'm sorry, you have..."
My heart stopped and a wave of emotions hit me. I was sad, mad, confused and suddenly I felt a new feeling that I never experienced before.
I had cancer.
He started telling me about treatment plans and medications to start on, but the more he talked the more my mind drifted away.
It would be just a matter of time until I died. Standing on shaky legs I thanked the doctor and left the room.
As an average young adult, I wasn't worrying about my college tuition or paying my bills.
Now I was in a stare off with a dreaded foe, CANCER.
That's exactly how the words were smudged in my mind. In big red angry letters.
Crying my eyes out for days, I accepted what I thought was inevitable. Death.
As the weeks faded into months, life went by in a blur.
I went to work, then school, then kemo therapy.
One day something dawned on me. The brain is a powerful weapon and the more negativity I fed to myself the more I would affect my body.
So from then on I started telling myself that I would live.
Every day I pumped myself up and talked to myself in the mirror. I told myself that I would survive.
I promised myself that even if I came an inch close to death I'd hang in there and not give up...
Five years later and cancer free, I know for a fact that there is power in believing.
There is power in a good mindset.