How having cancer has changed my relationship with time for the better.
Just how honest should I be about how I am? Also how much time do you have?
It’s of those days when having cancer is really lonely and hard and no one understands. Not that they don’t try, the sweethearts.
“Happiness is a choice” sounds like such a load of crap. But just because you’re happy doesn’t mean you aren’t other things too.
Do I look like someone who is leaving any time soon? Come on now. If cancer don’t know it better ask somebody.