Car sharing and my self-image

I am a girl. I am 25. I am a bride-to-be. I am a writer. I am a
sister, daughter, friend, a pizza enthusiast.

 I am also a cancer survivor. Friends and family know this about me, and most people I encounter deduct this about me because I still wear a hat.

It really grinds my gears that sometimes people can only see me as the last person on that list. Most of the time, I really feel like that is the only thing people can see about me. But a few weeks ago, my perspective shifted after an (initially infuriating) exchange with a course mate.

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