“You’re going to need a biopsy.”
I hadn’t expected to hear those words. My head felt heavy as I tried to process the weight of what the radiologist had just said to me.
It was just supposed to be a routine mammogram.
Instead, I was facing a potentially life-changing diagnosis, and that realization created a tsunami-sized wave of anxiety within me.
I waited for a full week for the biopsy.
And then I waited another three days for my test results.
During those fear-filled days that I spent waiting, I was grateful for the blank pages of my journal. There, I was able to unload my anxiety. There, I was able to release the range of emotions that bubbled up inside me. There, I was able to play out “what ifs” and “worst case scenarios”—just in case. And between my worries, I also managed to find glimpses of hope and gratitude on the pages as well.
In the end, I received the good news I was hoping for: the area of concern turned out to be benign. But what I learned through that journey is that expressive writing can be an incredibly powerful tool when you’re worried about your health.Read More