I Sat in a Prom Dress While Facing Stage 3 Cancer—Then My Entire Town Changed What Survival Meant
I went into that gym expecting to feel invisible. At that point in my life, invisibility had become familiar. Not comforting—just predictable. Something I had learned to brace for. My prom dress had been hanging in my closet for weeks, untouched. A symbol of a version of life that still believed in normal things: planning…