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.
There is something thrilling about making yourself face your fears. An excitement that pushes you to go forward, even though you would rather stay curled up in bed with a nice cuppa. Adrenaline. After a long week of no-sleep and exhausting anxiety attacks, of terrifying flashbacks and endless crying sessions, I finally had to take […]
It took me a while to get this post out. I started about seven different drafts, and it took exactly eighteen days from the moment I wrote the title until I finally got the courage to finish it and the nerve to post it. It is not my best work but I cannot stand to […]
Stoic, impassive, apathetic, unfeeling. Disconnected. Waking up and feeling like I am not in control of my own body. I go swimming, my legs move, my arms push against the water to keep me afloat. Automatically. I cannot hear, I cannot feel, I cannot smell anything but the water. I am numb. I go home […]