It seems our society places a lot of emphasis on being strong in the presence of adversity. I’m sure there are lots of times where that’s very valuable, but I don’t think it’s uniform. Sometimes I think it’s more important to accept the adversity than be strong and resist. This is especially true when the strength is really just a form of denial.
Coming to terms with my cancer for me is evolving into accepting it, not fighting it. That doesn’t mean I’m not intending to aggressively treat it. It means I’m trying to acknowledge and integrate the consequences of having cancer into my life. I can buck integrating it into my life via denial, or I can bend with the wind and make things easier on myself and those around me. I feel this way I can take back at least some of the power I have allowed my cancer to steal from me. For me acceptance means being at peace with that which I cannot change. I have no idea if I’ll succeed in doing this, but I think it’s far more important than being strong. If I do succeed, I will have beaten my cancer.