Only two people have been told irl ~
I found a lump in my breast.
I've known this is there for less time than in which my hair could dry from the shower I had been in and discovered this troublesome detail...
I had to tell someone.. I can't tell family. Not until I know this is or isn't one to be concerned with. Trouble is: I'm a complete blabbermouth. I know I have a hard time keeping big shit to myself. My mother is the same, stressed-out kind of creature I am, in many ways ~ I can't phone her, two days or less since she told me some great personal news of hers.. only to dash it with this.. y'know??
I don't know who to talk to, but only because if this *is* nothing interesting.. I don't want it to add to the hypochrondriasm they already look at me as acting like.
If it *is* something.. omg, what does one do about such a fate? Especially only at 33 this year?
Do I look upon this as a sweet mercy, as a bipolar person who has stressed my family to the nth degree?
Do I.. go nuts on my insane bucketlists?