Every person who fights a battle has some very ugly days. It's not something we necessarily talk about and if we do we might not go into detail the sheer ugliness of it all. It is ugly. No matter how positive - there is so much that changes - some of the changes are sometimes to shocking to initially accept. You can tell someone they are beautiful a million times. I know they are too. But when you look in the mirror at the end of the day cancer (or whatever) rears its ugly head and tries to take over. It's hard to feel beautiful when all you want to do is make it all go away, struggle with why cancer chose you, and sometimes just wish for the day to end so you can see the sun tomorrow. It's hard to feel beautiful with scars and no hair - to truly reveal what's been underneath all this time. Acceptance helps. For some I'm sure it can be worse than for others. Yesterday was another amazing experience. I got to watch one of my pink sisters bloom. I watched her smile, a real smile, one that came from her heart, as she finally broke free from the ugly. She got to show off the true warrior she has been (she is still going through herceptin treatments) through it all. All the doubt was erased from her mind. For all of us we got to wear warrior paint and show off the heart of our battle. The side that said Fuck you to cancer, you messed with the wrong girl. And in the end you felt pretty. Free. Strong. Fearless. Beautiful. Thank you @ciaobellaphotos for this opportunity to be apart of your incredible project. #hotwportraitshoot #FearlessVixen #PrincessWarrior #photofy @photofyapp