Send us a text What happens when the place that saved your life becomes the trigger for your deepest trauma? Standing in the parking lot of my cancer center, just a mile from my home, my body betrays me with each visit—racing heart, metallic taste, nausea—physical reminders of the chemotherapy, radiation, and countless needle sticks that occurred within those walls. For three years following my breast cancer diagnosis, these "cancer days" dragged me into a predictable spiral of anxiety, depr...
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