Most of my life I belonged to everyone else but myself . I was molded to put my needs on the back burner to take care of everyone else. I couldn’t live my life.
My mother suffers from borderline personality disorder. She raised me to put her needs and wants before my own. Verbal and mental abuse was my childhood. I learned to do things on my own and not ask for help because help was never given.
I belonged to my children. I gave them all the love and encouragement that I could give. I broke the cycle of my childhood and put their needs and wants in front of mine.
I also spent seventeen years of my life not only taking care of my children, but I also took care of my mother, sister and nephew. My son once told me that I don’t have two children, I actually have five. Well, he was right.
Then something happened in my life that made me put myself before everyone else. That something is breast cancer. I gave the responsibility of my mother to my sister. I’m not her slave anymore. Believe me, my sister is definitely not her slave. On my way to belonging to myself.
I had to learn to let go of my responsibilities to my family. They had to start taking care of themselves. Let them go! Let them go! Let them go!
I’m learning to put my mental, physical and spiritual being first. It’s all new to me, and, you know, I like it. One more step to belonging to myself.
Breast cancer has changed my life in many ways. Many things are horrible but there are also good things. I finally belong to myself and that is good.