To receive the bad news myself was bad enough, I thought to deliver the news to my immediate family and people at office will be easier.
Boy, I was wrong.
I hate to explain my condition, which to me, was personal. But I could not get through this alone. The first person I told about biopsy result was my mom. She took it harder than I did. Well, because she's a mother.
To think that I made my mom worry upset me even more. At the end of our conversation, I told mom not to tell everyone just yet.
Then I told some people from office: people I work with, because I will be absent for some time; and HR people because I might need their help with the insurance.
This was an emotional rollercoaster. Telling someone about this felt like I took the ride again. And again.
I needed some time, and some space.
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