Chemo Brain Shame

It’s not my fault I don’t always remember your name, though we’ve been friends for years.

It’s not my fault I sometimes do things that appear foolish.

It’s not my fault I forget plans we talked about yesterday.

It’s not my fault

but it sure feels like it sometimes.

That’s the chemo brain shame.

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Follow the Script

Expecting people to act the way you think they should will always be a disappointment; unless, of course, you are a director and those people are your actors.

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