Best Selling Breast Cancer Survivor Journal by Marenda Taylor. This new edition is larger in size (8.5 x 11) with lines for more writing space and now available in a spiral notebook or paperback format.
Dealing with the raw emotions and feelings that come up while facing breast cancer, recovering from breast cancer, and even during life after breast cancer can be like walking through a minefield. You never know what might TRIGGER you or set you off.
I spent many days in various therapies. I found that Writing for Wellness empowered me to face & deal with my complex feelings & emotions. The stuff I buried deep inside… The things I didn’t want to say or talk about. Writing THOSE things hurt. However, I also experienced a release & healing in the process. It’s why I created Fight Like a Grown Ass Woman Inspirational Interactive Healing Journal for Women Battling Breast Cancer. We have to be willing to “do the work” to heal.
A breast cancer diagnosis is by far one of the most traumatic and stressful circumstances that any woman can face. This interactive journal created by a breast cancer survivor for breast cancer survivors uses writing therapy to help reduce stress, lower anxiety, decrease negative emotions, maintain a positive attitude while inspiring you to live your best life. You will tap into reservoirs of strength you didn’t know you had, unleashing your pink-gloved inner champion. Each exercise in this journal is designed to stimulate your fighting spirit while triggering your body’s natural healing process. With each exercise within this journal, the light in you will shine brighter as your soul stirs. Upon reaching the end of this journal you will have written YOUR OWN STORY, ready to share with others (if you so choose) or keep as a memoir to empower your own internal strength. Start writing, start healing.
“Marenda Taylor has captured the spirit of the fight in this beautiful book, meant to gently guide you from a perspective of one who has been there and won the battle beautifully!!!!” ~Lynde Hartman, Breast Cancer Survivor
“I recommend every woman use this journal to capture and connect to their deepest thoughts, hopes, and dreams. Use it as a guide to design the life you know you were destined to have and then Fight Like A Grown Ass Woman for it!” ~Myla Rahman, Breast Cancer Survivor— LaShonda, Breast Cancer Survivor
“I love this journal! Not everyone is comfortable talking about their feelings. This is a great tool for self reflection. When you are battling an illness you don’t need a pity party. You need to be empowered and motivated, this journal does that for you! It gives you the tools to “Fight Like a Grown Ass Woman!”~LaShonda Parker, Breast Cancer Survivor
The stress of a cancer diagnosis can be extremely overwhelming. This distinguished adult coloring book created by a breast cancer survivor for breast cancer survivors uses basic to intricate meditative designs with inspirational messages and grayscale photos of actual survivors to encourage you as well as help you cope with all that comes with your breast cancer journey. You are never alone. You have Survivor Sisters around the world that have been where you are, understand what you are going through and that encourage you to Fight Like a Grown Ass Woman! Coloring in this relaxing coloring book is one of many ways to fight! As you begin coloring the pages in this book it will help you tame monkey mind, reduce stress, lower anxiety, decrease negative emotions, and maintain a positive attitude while fueling your fighting spirit inspiring you to live every day of your life abundantly. This coloring book was strategically designed for mindfulness meditation, RELAXation, and inspiration with detailed and in some cases very elaborate designs including pages with grayscale photography. It is suggested that you use sharpened colored pencils for the designs in this book. You may also use crayons, markers, and/or gel pens. Markers may bleed through the page. This is your coloring book and you make the rules. You are a Grown Ass Woman… You can color in the lines, outside the lines, or draw your own lines… Just relax and enjoy what I call Coloring Therapy!
Ever hear the saying when you look good you feel good? Going through breast cancer treatment and looking at myself in the mirror, I did not look good nor did I feel good! Putting on lipstick, makeup, and wigs work for some survivors. I have survivor sisters that were always made up. I did it several times and instead of feeling good it made me feel like shit.
At the end of the day pulling off the wig, washing off the makeup, and looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a sickly unpretty androgynous person staring back at me in utter pain. I would sometimes forget what I looked like (chemo brain) and literally scare myself when I saw my reflection. I remember one day staring at myself asking ‘who are you?’ in disbelief.
While pink was my favorite color before cancer, I found myself constantly wearing pink as a way of signifying I’m a woman and even as a disclaimer of sorts… Like, excuse my appearance; I’m fighting breast cancer.
My bilateral mastectomy and the first phase of reconstruction took me over the top. I was angry, depressed, and disconnected from my body. Even though I had expanders (which feels like hard rocks trying to bust through your chest), the fact that my breast were completely carved out, hollowed, gutted, no flesh or tissue left and my areolas and nipples were completely gone, leaving me with these crazy looking Frankenstein scars; I didn’t feel like a woman. I didn’t think I looked like one either. I didn’t see myself as beautiful nor did I think I had an ounce of sexy left in my body.
My self-image was completely shattered to the point of seemingly no return. Talking to other survivors I learned I wasn’t alone.
Watching television was depressing. Sometimes commercials made me cry. Our society has this standard of beauty that most women can’t measure up to because it’s just not real or diverse for that matter. As a breast cancer patient, every advertisement on television was a reminder of how I didn’t meet this bullshit standard. As a Black woman it was even more cutting because beyond not meeting the basic societal standard, years of conditioning made me feel like I wasn’t meeting Black beauty standards either. In the African American community,HAIR is important and is often connected to one’s identity. I was in the midst of a major identity crisis.
There were many assumptions made about me and my bald head. Was I gay or straight? Did I do the big chop? Was I a trendsetter or a trend follower? I got a lot of strange looks as it was growing back. I was pulled over by the police and had guns drawn on me from the driver and passenger side… I didn’t break any laws or do anything wrong. It was clear the officers thought I was a Black Male driving a Mercedes and they were trying to catch me riding dirty. I was afraid to move and of course, they wanted my license and registration while they had guns pointed at me. However, when they realized I was a woman their posture and body language changed. They never gave me a reason why they pulled me over other than my windows were tinted (which isn’t illegal) but I knew. They thought I was a Black Man. For me, this was a sad terrifying glimpse at the day in the life of Black Men while at the same time an indication to me that my sex was unclear.
My job as a Senior Field Representative required me to be in the public eye representing a California State Senator in my assigned cities within the district. My duties involved public speaking, attending events and meetings, presenting certificates of recognition, and working directly with people on a daily basis. I felt self-conscious, completely unconnected and unable to perform my duties the way I had before…not just based on my appearance and loss of self-confidence, but my temperament, patience level, and memory too. I felt completely out of place in every aspect of the life I knew before breast cancer. I was so angry and sad!
The Cancer Support Community became my home away from home as I immersed myself in every type of therapy available. I resigned from my job and focused on healing and recovery. During this time, the Young Survivor Coalition was working with the show SkinWars to do a special episode with breast cancer survivors. I was selected to participate. I’m thankful because it turned out to be a major step in building my confidence, self-image, and healing.
While on the set of SkinWars bonding with my survivor sisters, I was told about a photo shoot for a special line of intimate apparel made specifically for the unique needs of breast cancer survivors that have undergone surgeries. Some women are able to wear regular bras after surgery and for some of us regular bras don’t fit and/or cause discomfort. I decided to send my information for consideration. To my surprise, I was selected to be photographed for AnaOno Intimates; still not quite 100% comfortable in my own skin walking into the shoot. By the end of an amazing experience bonding with more survivors with similar issues, I may as well had walked out of there singing I’m BringingSexy Back. My hair was growing and although I looked different and still wasn’t use to my breast reconstruction, I didn’t have that cancer chemo Uncle Fester look. In fact, I started to feel and look more like a woman to myself. However, I still had a long way to go…
The cutting and removing of my body parts wasn’t over with the amputation of my breasts. As a Triple Negative Breast Cancer Survivor and carrier of the BRCA1+ gene, my ovaries and fallopian tubes were at high risk. This too angered me and felt like another attack on my womanhood! Chemotherapy had thrown me into menopause and it was unknown if it would be permanent. However, after a year and some months, my menstrual cycle made an unexpected return. As much as I hated it, it made me feel like a woman. The thought of having my reproductive system annihilated grieved my spirit. The risk factors caused anxiety. I was consumed with thoughts of not being able to have children. I already felt like Frankenstein Barbie (no genitals) despite having a fully functioning vagina. I had these ‘less of a woman’ feelings I couldn’t shake.
I connected with Haus of Volta, a nonprofit organization with a mission to help young breast cancer survivors and metastatic warriors with positive body image, self-love, confidence and more. I am a model in the 2019 Survivor Pinup Calendar representing the month of August. When I saw the pictures I was like wow… I look like a woman, a sexy woman! I’m working through my issues publicly and as transparent as I can in hopes of helping other women going through similar struggles get their sexy back and a positive healthy self-image.
My participation in this project is what made me realize what I see in the mirror is not quite what everyone else sees. A friend shared their battle with body dysmorphia with me. However, at the time I didn’t know it was what I was experiencing… “Knowing is half the battle,” according to G.I. Joe. Now I know!
The proceeds from the sale of these calendars go directly to Haus of Volta, the nonprofit organization that helps breast cancer survivors and metastatic warriors.The calendars are $20 (shipping and handling is $15). I’m encouraging my friends, family, and co-workers to buy a calendar for themselves and pay one forward to a survivor.We will be delivering calendars to survivors across the country to encourage, inspire and support them through their journey.If you’d like to purchase a calendar for yourself please click here to order. If you’d like to pay a calendar forward to a survivor or make a donation for this purpose please go to https://www.paypal.me/hausofvolta
It’s a 12×18 Wall art pinup calendar featuring 13 breast cancer survivors and metastatic warriors! Full Color, glossy with large squares for writing down all your important dates!