[on having a mastectomy after a breast cancer diagnosis at age 59] People need to chill out about this a little bit. You lose your breast, big deal, you haven't died. I didn't cry when I found out because there was nothing to cry about. If someone had told me I had glaucoma and I was going to go blind I might have cried because I want to see. But hey, I'm going to lose a breast? Big f***ing deal! It's bullshit to think that breasts are your sexuality. If you think good sex is dependent on breasts, you have not had good sex. That's the truth.
