The Silent Anxiety After Remission: When the World Thinks You’re Fine

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By Linda Athanasiadou

Remission is supposed to be the happy ending. The word everyone longs to hear. And I was grateful—truly. But what no one tells you is that after remission, a different kind of battle begins. It’s quieter. Less visible. But just as real. And it lives in your chest like a tight knot: the anxiety of “What if it comes back?”

After the last treatment, after the last scan, people celebrated. “You did it!” “You’re healthy now!” And in many ways, I was. My blood work was good. The tumor was gone. But emotionally, I felt far from whole. I smiled and said thank you while inside I was spinning. The safety net of constant care—weekly appointments, regular check-ins—had vanished. I was left alone with a body I didn’t fully trust and a mind that wouldn’t stop racing.

Every headache felt suspicious. Every ache sent me into a spiral. I kept checking my skin, my lymph nodes, my breath. Was this normal? Was I paranoid? And worst of all, I didn’t know who to talk to. The world had moved on. My friends were relieved. My family exhaled. But I was stuck in this in-between space: no longer sick, not yet at peace.

There’s a name for this—“cancer-related fear of recurrence”—and it’s more common than we think. Studies in 2025 show that up to 70% of cancer survivors experience significant fear after remission. It’s not irrational. It’s not weakness. It’s the mind trying to make sense of trauma while the world expects normalcy.

What helped me was naming it. Saying it out loud: “I’m scared.” I found a therapist who specialized in survivorship. I journaled. I leaned on other survivors—people who got it. And I gave myself permission to not be okay, even in the after.

Remission doesn’t mean life snaps back to what it was. It means building a new relationship with uncertainty. It means learning to live with the echoes of what happened and still choosing to move forward. I’m learning, still, that healing is not a finish line. It’s a process—with its own grief, joy, and unexpected grace.

If this speaks to your experience, I invite you to read my blog https://llindaathanasiadou.livepositively.com/life-on-pause-how-cancer-disrupts-everything-ae-and-what-helps-you-keep-going/new%3D1 where I explore the emotional journey that doesn’t end when treatment does.

Just because the world thinks you’re fine doesn’t mean you have to pretend. You’re allowed to feel what you feel. And you’re not alone in that quiet after.