I Cried at the Rain

I Cried at the Rain

🌼 Date: Monday, December 15, 2025

⚡Energy: Low → depleted, but still breathing

❤️‍🩹 Status: Alive

😪 Outlook: Emotionally unpredictable. Physically annoyed. Still showing up.

Today I Cried Because It Was Raining

I was laying back in my recliner, mid-chemo spiral, trying to decide whether everything I’d managed to eat was going to stay put…
or if I was about to spew fire and toxic glitter from my ass for the umpteenth time today.

And then I looked outside.

It was raining.

That’s it.
That’s the whole reason.

I cried because it was raining.

Not because it was beautiful.
Not because it was sad.
Not because it reminded me of anything profound.

Just… rain.

No hormones.
No dramatic backstory.
No deeper meaning.

Apparently, this is where we’re at.

Chemo brain is wild. Emotions show up uninvited, kick their shoes off, and make themselves at home. One minute you’re fine, the next minute you’re sobbing over weather.

I laughed after. Because what else can you do?

If this is part of the journey, then fine.
I’ll cry at the rain.
I’ll cry at commercials.
I’ll cry at absolutely nothing.

Also completed Day 5 of my Granix shots — immune system under renovation, please excuse the mess.

Still here.
Still standing.
Still alive.

One badass day at a time. 🌧️💗

📝Side note: I wrote more about the Granix shots and other support meds over on The Receipts for anyone who wants the nitty-gritty.

💗 Tina –
One Badass Day at a Time