Dear Cancer, I was happy and getting married. A week before my wedding you came along and almost destroyed me. I nearly cancelled my wedding, I’ve had my body mutilated and I not only feel you have taken my body, but you have taken the person I use to be. I spend my life worrying you will come back and destroy my life all over again. I worry my husband doesn’t find my mutilated body attractive anymore. I’m worried my 9 year old daughter will grow up without me. I hate you cancer. I’m angry at you and I feel guilty that I may have passed this on to my daughter.
You took everything that I thought was secure and took it away from me. I am grieving for the person I was and for the life I once had. Who are you and why did you come to me? I will beat you. I will move on. But right now I am broken.
Cancer. It may sound strange but I thank you. You have taught me a lesson that otherwise I may not have learnt. I honestly feel that all, both good and bad, happen for a reason. Following from my cancer treatment I have learnt to care for myself again and 3 years post treatment and I am stronger, healthier and happier than I have ever been. And maybe it’s all to do with you?