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my life as a young feminist and survivor of womb cancer

A year after being first diagnosed with womb cancer, I realised that although I struggled talking about my feelings, I could write about them. From there came the idea of writing a blog, a collection of moments – some good, some bad, all of them honest – about my life as a womb cancer survivor and how it has affected me and those around me.

Writing for me has always been cathartic, and I hope that my experience will help others overcome similar situations, or understand what their loved ones are going through.

Fertility and the Power of Saying No

Just a couple of weeks ago, a friend and I were talking about genetics – I can’t remember why or how it came about. At some point though, I blurted out ‘well, you know, my dad definitely has one blue-eye gene, so he might have passed it on to me, so I could technically have […]

Cancer is the Loneliest Word

Lonely. That word has come up in every single one of my therapies sessions. I was alone on the day I received my diagnosis. Alone in that cold, sterile hospital room with two chairs in it. It was not on purpose. They had not been expecting to give me such life-changing news, so they had […]

Scars, Stares and Silence: A Summer of Self-Consciousness

They are angry. Purple, raised, asymmetrical. Shockingly dark against my pale skin. Four marks on my lower abdomen, a sort of connect the dots drawing a rather crooked X pointing to the source of my shame. A treasure map leading to emptiness. They are the visible stigma of my ordeal, the proof I am not […]