About two weeks ago, I was in a room with ten other women. We had all signed up for a Yoga for Cancer workshop at Triyoga Chelsea, and we were sitting in a circle, going around and introducing ourselves.
As each person spoke, I discovered women that had been living with different types of cancer for years. One woman had been diagnosed with stage 4 bowel cancer seven years ago. Another had explained how she wanted control back in her life for living with cancer; she had been diagnosed with breast cancer four years ago. They seemed so together. So ok.
My name is Caroline. I was diagnosed with breast cancer two months ago. I had a mastectomy a month ago…
I broke down.