why the drama? read on.
i was just living life when my husband died 10 weeks after cancer diagnosis (esophageal). i was just recovering when 2 years later i was diagnosed with cancer (breast). i was just finished chemo & rads when my mom died of cancer (ovarian). i dealt. i kept making the best of life, though i felt sorely tested. i was just going on with life when the other day, my – what do i call him? boyfriend? lover? best friend? everything – was diagnosed with cancer (colon, stage 4). you can only spend so much time in a shrink’s office or burdening friends, so i decided i gotta let it all out somewhere. don’t worry, i’m not all gloom and doom. i can laugh at it. because to really fuck cancer, you have to keep laughing.
sometimes i think life is trying to kill me 