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Coping with Cancer Anger

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. Maya Angelou

The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines an emotion as  "a conscious mental reaction (as anger or fear) subjectively experienced as strong feeling usually directed toward a specific object and typically accompanied by physiological and behavioral changes in the body." Notice there is no value judgment as to the negativity or positivity of our emotions. They are simply reactions to friends, family, medical professionals and cancer itself.

The truth is we often consider anger to be a negative and try to avoid it at all costs. The social message is loud and clear: Don't overreact, don't yell, don't curse, don't scream, and don't ever be impolite. Hold it in at all cost. But how do we cope with cancer anger?

As a cancer survivor, I remember a lot to be angry about. Although I never wondered "why me," I did feel anger about changes to my body, loneliness, and having to deal with past emotional traumas stirred up by cancer. I was especially angry when a year had passed since my diagnosis and I was not yet "over" my cancer anger. 

I also remember being really angry at the people who wanted to move on and forget about my cancer before I was ready to do the same. I felt alone, abandoned and unheard. As my anger increased, it got too big to share with those same people. The only thing that saved me was being able to voice my anger to my oncology therapist, who encouraged me to curse, yell and be impolite. I know it is only due to her being there for me that I was able to work through my cancer anger and get to a better place in those relationships.

The experience which made me the most angry was my first mammogram after my diagnosis. I was already emotional about returning to the scene of my initial bad news, but the technician's insensitivity pushed me over the edge. She started off on the wrong foot by talking about my history in the middle of the waiting room, where our conversation could be overheard. 

In the dressing room, she asked me again about my history (she couldn't seem to understand why I only needed one breast to be mammogramed.) Finally, I realized that she didn't even believe that I had had a mastectomy, despite the fact that I told her so many times. At that point, she told me that many patients don't always know the difference between a lumpectomy and a mastectomy. Really? You try having a mastectomy and then tell me you don't know the difference.

Next, she moved on to my diagnosis, which in her opinion (despite her lack of a medical degree), was "not breast cancer." This shocked me, but I looked her straight in the eye and responded that it was in fact cancer. Not to be deterred, she responded by saying that there was some debate whether it was or wasn't. At that point, I stopped talking because I didn't want to break down and cry, or possibly punch her.

Despite my silence, she kept talking. She told me she knew someone else who had DCIS and she had a mastectomy too, "so she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore." Could she not sense my intense worry and upset at that very moment? Or did she actually think that my mastectomy made it all better and I had nothing to worry about anymore?

When the mammogram was completed, she invited me to take a rose. I considered not taking it, because I was nauseous from the whole experience, but I did to keep my head down. I got dressed, holding myself together, walked as fast as I could out of there and got to my car, where I broke down and cried. When I got home, I threw away the rose.

A day later, I was still over the top angry and knew I had to do something. I decided to call the breast center and complain. When I talked about it later with my therapist, she applauded me for calling, but asked why I felt I had to hold it all in while I was there, rather than let the technician see the hurt she had caused. It was an excellent question.

The bitterness of cancer anger was exactly what I was feeling before I made that phone call. By holding in my anger, I caused it to eat through me, rather than use it to deal with the source of the problem. Once expressed appropriately (by complaining about how I was treated) my anger burned clean my resentment and bitterness. I felt validated. I felt empowered and I felt heard.

How have you coped with your cancer anger? Have you been able to express it constructively, or have you held it in like I did?

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Erika Sudz's picture

This was a great read. I don't know if I am dealing with cancer anger as much as cancer rage. I too have learned not to keep my mouth shut about bad behavior that I am witness to. I used to just let things slide but I seem to be on this customer service rampage anymore. Don't get me wrong I deal with it in a constructive way by filling out a card someplace or calling to speak with a manager. The rage that I often feel is when I am at home. I find myself with less patience with our boys and our pets. I've had to make a conscience effort to leave a room to collect myself and come back to talk with a clear head. I thought that was more of the Tamoxifen talking than cancer. It is getting better now I am almost 3 months post op. I'm sure it will get better as more time passes.

Debbie's picture

Erika:

Welcome to WWGN and thank you for your comment! I've been cancer enraged too and agree completely that it's at its worse at home.

You're very smart to leave the room until you've collected yourself. I've done that many times myself (and there were too many times when I didn't do it when I should have.) 

Congratulations on being three months post op. Just know that getting out from under all of the emotions cancer heaps upon you is a long process and you're not alone.

Take good care of yourself.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Rachel@ccchronicles's picture

This is an excellent post Debbie, and I think you have captured the reasons for exactly why I blog.

Debbie's picture

Rachel:

Huh, I guess anger is also an important motivator. And I'm glad it motivates you to write your blog.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Nancy's Point's picture

Well, I blog about it. I have a post called "It's OK to Feel Your Anger." I not only think it's ok, I think it's essential. All emotions are real and need validation. We can't try to hide them or stomp them out, they only come back later in another form. Thanks for this post that says feeling angry is alright. Of course, we do need to figure out ways to channel that anger, but that takes time. Give yourself that time. And again, what I do is blog about it! Here's a link to that post if you're interested.
http://nancyspoint.com/its-ok-to-feel-your-anger/

Debbie's picture

Nancy:

I think the idea that anger is negative is the culprit. It's just like any other emotion, no better or worse. And I so agree that if we don't validate our anger, it will come back to haunt us. It's not going away just by wishing. 

Thanks for sharing your post, I'm definitely going to take a look. 

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Janis Greve's picture

Hi Debbie,

Me again. Hope this takes this time. Anyway, just wanted to say that I share your experience with health professionals who sometimes diminish or are just all-around tone deaf when it comes to interacting with breast cancer survivors sensitively. I ran into this mostly when I was going through my surgeries for Stage 3 breast cancer--nurses who, out of a misguided desire to "reassure," told me that they'd had a mastectomy and, really, losing a breast was no big deal, they don't miss it, and who needs those things anyway?

I'm angry, too, but mostly about different things now that I've "come out the other side." Mainly I'm angry about the radical changes chemotherapy made in my quality of life. It put me through radical, permanent menopause, which, for me, entailed the end of my intimate life as I knew it (and as most people know it.) That's no small loss. I'm also angry that so much of life-after-breast-cancer feels like you're left holding the bag, scrambling after alternative therapies (the only things that give some comfort), and paying for them out-of-pocket since they're not integrated into the healthcare system and insurance doesn't cover it.

I, too, have a blog, and that's really my way of coping. I'm hoping to garner a few readers and enter into a community (of writers and non-writers alike) who can all provide comfort where our health system fails. (My blog's not just about breast cancer but also about finding connections with others on the grounds of our common vulnerability.)

Anyway, thanks so much for your piece! I enjoyed it. You said something about registering with WWGN--how do it do that?

Best,
Janis

Debbie's picture

Hi Janis:

I'm so glad you made it onto WWGN and thanks so much for your comment! It's super simple to become a member of WWGN: go to the home page and hit the "Sign Up" button in the upper left-hand corner. A box will pop up asking you to type in your user name and email address. Next, you'll get a verification email in your inbox. Just click on it and that's all there is to it! If you want to receive my blog posts by email, that's a separate, but equally easy, process. Go to the FeedBurner box in the right-hand column, enter your email, then hit "subscribe." A word verification box will pop up, which helps me keep spam off the site. Then, you will receive a verification email.  Hit verify and you're on my email list. (I will never share your email with anyone else, I promise.)

I completely understand your anger at cancer's losses. It's overwhelming enough going through the diagnostic and treatment phases of cancer, but then there are irreversible effects. All you want is to get through it and then you realize that it's never over. It seems no one adequately warns you about this, and there are so many health care professionals who just don't get it. 

I guess all we can do is cope as best we can. For me, that means writing and sharing. Thanks for sharing with me and I hope we can continue this dialogue.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

 

Philippa (Feisty Blue Gecko)'s picture

This is such helpful post. Cancer is totally life changing and we are confronted with a plethora of emotions, many of which are unexpected and unwelcome. That doesn't mean they are not valid though. Blogging is one of the most healthy and useful ways of processing these emotions.

Like you say, one of the most difficult things I find is that people expect you to leave it behind you. Cancer is just not like that. Once you hear the words, your body and psyche is changed for ever.

Thank you for a great post.

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Philippa:

You're very welcome and thank you so much for your comment. Those three little words ("You've got cancer") are so very lifechanging. And what I find most amazing is how the changes keep sneaking up on you - I just couldn't take it all in at once. I'm still experiencing some shock over it - and I suspect I always will.

Realizing that all of my reactions are valid, however, was my most healing revelation. That realization was the impetus of my Gifts and Losses list, which brought some balance back into my life. 

I guess it's all about coping in whatever way works for you.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Dianne Duffy's picture

Wow! I could have written this, except I had a double... Yeah, sometimes the health "professionals" are not that professional.

I have at least twenty stories just like this one, but I have not really blogged about any of them. I do have a blog, but I figure no one wants to hear me complain. I am glad that you blogged about it though. Makes me realize I'm not the only one that's treated this way.

I have learned to hold it in while I'm there. Letting it out while you're emotional only causes more problems. It's best to go home and contact them later. And tell the therapist, so glad I had one I could really talk to.

One thing I was really angry over, I finally wrote a letter to the NP that made me so angry. I never mailed it. It was just enough to get it out on paper. I felt so much relief after writing it. I don't know why I held onto that for three years. It felt so good to finally let it go.

But I also found that the Tamoxifen was responsible for much of my anger. How do I know this? After three years, I quit taking it. The anger just melted away. I just can't go back to feeling like that. Tamoxifen affects some women that way. I'm just lucky I guess...

Thanks again for writing this.

Debbie's picture

Dianne:

Isn't it ironic that you're in a breast cancer, with "professionals", and some of them are the last people to get what a breast cancer survivor is going through? When I complained, the manager reassured me that the tech would be spoken to and retrained. I really hope they followed through. For me, I never went back. Too many bad memories and no trust left.

I'm not a screamer either - I had to walk away and regroup before I could react. Sometimes I do wish I did have a major meltdown and made a scene, but it's just not me to do it. I like the idea of writing the letter and not sending it. I guess the thing that is most important is how you release your anger - not whether or not the perpetrator gets to hear it. 

Thanks so much for sharing and I hope to hear from you again here at WWGN!

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Tami Boehmer's picture

I know what you mean about cancer professionals being insensitive. I have metastatic breast cancer and my oncologist made a couple of remarks when I ask questions about cholesterol and radiation effects. "Well if you're around in 15 years when you'd have to worry about it, then you have a good doctor."

I responded that I did indeed intend to be around and that I thought I HAD a good doctor! Then I handed him my book From Incurable to Incredible about stage IV cancer survivors who have beat the odds. I didn't rage at him, but felt I made my message clear.

He shared the book with his nurse and she told me how they discussed their patients had beaten the odds, too. He no longer makes these insensitive comments, and actually was quite optimistic on my last visit.

So I agree; it's good to take action and not hold it all in. I would still be resentful if I didn't respond.

Debbie's picture

Tami:

What a great story and I'm so glad you shared it! When we share our anger constructively, we can educate others and possibly they will be more sensitive in the future. I'm still amazed that a doctor, of all people, would be insensitive to the harmful effects of his/her discouraging words. But you set your doctor straight and good for you!

I love the Maya Angelou quote because it really is true that bitterness (or resentment) eats at you, while anger (rightly expressed) can be a positive force.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

Tami Boehmer's picture

And good for you for taking action, too!

AnneMarie's picture

Debbie,

Nothing to add except GREAT! Great Great Great!!!!

AnneMarie

Debbie's picture

AnneMarie:

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

 

 

FroggyR's picture

I have been living with Ovarian cancer since 9/11/01. I've never felt anything other than positive feelings throughout. That is until recently. All of a sudden I am angry. I feel out of control, like any little thing will set me off. I mentioned this to my daughter and she sent me a link to this site. She said she has heard other survivors talk about cancer anger. This is all new to me. After reading the link she sent me I realized I wasn't going crazy after all.
I mentioned how I'm feeling to one of my Oncologists and he said if I'm complaing, something must really be wrong. He said I have PTSD. I thought that was what soldiers got during war, how could I have it? Well, my Oncologist put it this way, I've been fighting a war for over 10 years, 24/7/365, why wouldn't I be suffering from PTSD? Then it made sense to me, but what do I do now. How do I get rid of it? Where do I go for help?
I'm still fighting this cancer, it's on my pancreas again and this time they say I'm not strong enough for treatment. So far the tumor has stayed small, and for the first time ever I only have one, not multiples.
I know I can beat it, but each time it gets a little rougher to fight. Maybe if I didn't have all the emotional stuff going on it would be easier, and maybe if the medical staff were trained in Sensitivity it would be easier. It's amazing how insensitive some "professionals" can be. I got so angry after one of my nurses said something very insensitive, that after stewing for a few days I called the office manager and lodged a complaint, but by then I was really worked up. My sister called my chief Oncologist's nurse and told here what happened and she told her to tell me not to see that Oncologist, just my main one. Apparently, they felt my anger was "just emotions, and ignored my complaint. I've been with that particular oncologist from the getgo, and we had what I thought was a good relationship, I trusted him completely. Now I'm just angry with him and his staff and am not going back again. If I need chemo again, I'll go out of my area for treatment. This does not make me very happy. He said he would be my doctor for life, maybe they feel I've lived too long.
I'm not done fighting yet, the cancer has given me a new purpose, to help other survivors with cancer see that there is hope. Never give up, no matter what anyone says. Keep strong, and keep your faith strong, you will get through.
My chances of living were slim to none when I was diagnosed. This is 10 years down the road. NO, I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP! I WILL SURVIVE. Somehow, I will get through this, hopefull, this site will give me some insight.
Thank you,
Rosie

Debbie's picture

Rosie:

You are definitely not crazy for experiencing cancer anger, even if it took ten years for it to hit. To struggle with cancer for over ten years, and be facing yet another tumor and the insensitivity of “professionals” who should know better – you have every right to your anger!

After my mastectomy, I knew I needed help dealing with my feelings and began oncology therapy. My therapist also told me I was suffering from PTSD and used the “being at war 24/7/365” analogy. I can tell you what I did to cope with it – I continued to see her until I didn’t need to anymore. In fact, committing to therapy was the most important thing I did for myself and I don’t know how I could have moved beyond the worst emotional effects of cancer without it.

My therapist also helped me understand my “every little thing sets you off” period. She told me I was like a full- to-the-top glass of water. With the addition of even one more drop, I spilled over the edge. I had no tolerance for even one more irritant, no matter how small. She assured me, and now I can assure you, that what you are feeling is entirely normal and expected for someone coping with cancer.

You ask, “Where do I go for help?” I have an answer. CancerCare offers free, professional support for anyone affected by cancer. By contacting CancerCare, you can get counseling over the telephone no matter where you live in the U.S. or in person at their offices in New York CityLong IslandNew Jersey, and Connecticut. Again, their services are entirely free!

You can contact CancerCare by calling 1-800‑813‑HOPE (4673); or emailing them at info@cancercare.org. Coincidentally, I plan to feature CancerCare in next Wednesday's Cancer Warriors post, so you can also learn more about their services then.

It's also important to keep sharing with a community of people who get it – which is exactly what WWGN is all about. I’m so glad you’re here with us and I hope I’ve been of help to you.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

 

 

 

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Marcia Lieberman's picture

I was just diagnosed. I was told it is "early," but don't yet know much more. I will be seeing a surgeon in a few days. I have times when I scream and rage, and frighten my poor, loving husband. When I suddenly start screaming or throwing the newspapers on the floor. I don't want to see friend because I know they care and some love me, and are sorry for me. It makes me feel like a victim. I will ask them not to visit my in the hospital. I will try to find a support group and will look for a therapist, but I think that support groups and therapists are only palliative measures. I don't think they can really help with primal rage. I don't know if I'll allow myself to start screaming at a support group meeting or in the presence of a therapist. People are not supposed to start screaming. Everyone tells me I will survive and all that, but I think that no one who hasn't been given a diagnosis of cancer, even one said to be "early," can ever understand the rage and the wanting to push people away, since no one and nothing can really help. I am not religious. I believe that cancer is mainly bad luck, and that the universe is indifferent.

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Marcia:

I completely understand what you're feeling. I was also told my cancer was "early" and that I was "lucky." I didn't feel at all lucky however when I found out I needed a mastectomy. In fact, being told I was lucky only made me confused and angry. 

All I can tell you as someone who has gone through what you are experiencing is that it eventually gets better and the anger diminishes. Right now, however, the anger is a completely legitimate response to what you are going through. I did get counseling and I can tell you that my therapist let me do whatever I needed to do to talk and work through my emotions. Getting counseling was the best thing I did for myself by far.

You're going to go through many different emotions and you will make decisions as you go along. Right now, you feel like pushing people away, but that can change later as you go forward. Try to take one day at a time and be good to yourself no matter what you are feeling.

Good luck and I am pulling for you. You are no more a victim than I am and you can get through this just like I did. 

Oh, and I had moments of smashing a few things in anger too.

Survival > Existence,

Debbie

 

 

 

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