Processing News

 I am a little taken aback hearing about Kate Middleton having cancer.  I didn't think what the big deal was about her not being out and about.  People are so ridiculous.  I think one rumor said she was having a Brazilian butt lift.  I hope that person burns in hell for that comment.

I realize she's a public figure but she's also a mom to three little kids under the age of 10.  Let her process this information.  Let this sink in for her and her family.  Not only are those kids having to deal with their mom being sick but their grandfather is going through treatment.

I wouldn't have kept my own diagnosis quiet if I was around people who were nice and understanding, not a bunch of jackals.  Well, not all.  But a good part.  I worked with a really good group of women in my middle twenties and I regretted leaving.  The company isn't there but I wouldn't have had a problem opening up about what was happening.  

That dumb manager kept telling me to share, share, share.  It was a lot to process in a week's time and then having to face a surgery in less than a week.  I needed to process.  I should have stayed the hell home.  I think of that era of not being about me, but people telling me, WHAT ABOUT ME?  WHAT ABOUT ME?  Ugh.  Get away from me.

And stay out of people's business.  Ever hear of HIPPA?  I had my rights violated.  I had to listen to that same manager tell me that Save the Ta Tas was her favorite bumper sticker.  I also know she told me one of the men who did happen to accidentally brush against my right breast one day.  I felt like saying it's the left one, pervert.  He was known for stuff like that. I swear.  

People did say things that hurt me.  There were indirect shots taken at me.  I mean this group laughed hysterically at me when I got the big old lady red underwear for our White Elephant lunch so yeah, Hard NO on sharing my worst fears.  I was already living that nightmare at that moment.

So to anyone who's going through what Princess Kate is, surround yourself with people that will show you kindness.  Surround yourself with people that will make you laugh and smile.  Not be around people who will make you cry because they know you're vulnerable.

Let people let you process this information.  It's a lot.  And breathe.



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