I would have never thought that I'd be diagnosed with Thyroid cancer at 17 in my senior year; then again no one ever plans something like this. I went through two surgeries and 1 radiation treatment. I thank god every day that my family “friends: stayed by me when I needed them most. Those "friends" that truly cared for me stepped up, those *fakes* stepped down. I'm grateful for those that stood up and helped me in my struggles. I was truly blessed for having them in my life. I didn't mind the scar that humbles me every day nor do the questions that people ask once the see my neck. If anything this mad me stronger and more determined.
(I wrote this last year when I barely began blogging a lot has changed since then to be continued in my next post.)