The thing I find myself talking to people, that often didn’t ask, most about is how wild the reconstruction process is and how it drove me totally insane. I think many can agree that mental health is easy to overlook when you’re in crisis mode. So much so that on my birthday in 2024 my sister was calling psych wards and treatment centers to find someone to help me. I had survived cancer, but wasn’t sure I could survive my own thoughts. It was scary as fuck, to say the least.