by Ivy Hughes | Jan 8, 2020 | Dating after cancer, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Relationships and sex, Sex after cancer, Surviving cancer, Survivorship
Reclaiming your sexual self after cancer is as bad as it sounds. Actually, it’s worse. It’s like falling off a shining new Gary Fisher and then being given a unicycle with a flat tire and a rusty chain. It takes effort where effort wasn’t previously required and it...
by Ivy Hughes | Oct 15, 2019 | Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Mindfulness, Self love, Surviving narcissists, Survivorship
One of the saddest objects of affection is the unsent love letter. A few weeks ago, following two glasses of wine, I furiously wrote one of these and then hid it beneath my yoga teaching journals. Along with moaning about life and unfairness and all the other BS that...
by Ivy Hughes | Aug 30, 2019 | Cancer grief, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids, Raising kids after cancer, Raising twins, Surviving cancer
Thanks to Scary Mommy for posting this one.
by Ivy Hughes | Aug 7, 2019 | Cancer grief, Cancer ruins relationships, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids after cancer, Relationships after cancer, Survivorship, Women empowerment
People are kind, life is good. Hold onto this for a second before you flash your middle finger. For various reasons, this past week absolutely leveled numerous friends of mine. One after another is dealing with heavy heartbreak, death, loss, physical injuries,...
by Ivy Hughes | Jul 20, 2019 | Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Raising kids, Raising kids after cancer, Raising twins
What would you do if one of your roommates took a deuce in the middle of the floor of the most sacred room in your house—your bedroom? Take it off of their rent? Stop cooking for them? Refuse to do their laundry? For the last few weeks, I have started or concluded...
by Ivy Hughes | Jul 15, 2019 | Dating after cancer, Life after breast cancer, Life after cancer, Relationships after cancer
I am and have been many things, a liar has never been one of them. Unfortunately, the affect that I seem to have on people these days makes me want to learn how to lie. When I spend time with a new person, the beast of a story that I’m working through shotguns any...
