Breast cancer

On the left, woman battling breast cancer takes a photo with her family, on the right, same woman shows off her scars from her double mastectomy

‘Your cancer is aggressive.’ I replied, ‘Great, so am I.’ I was the youngest one in the oncology suite by 30 years.’: Breast cancer survivor celebrates three years cancer free, ‘I chose not to let fear define me’

“I was flooded with support, but also stories of ‘my aunt had it and she died’ or ‘my sister’s friend had it twice and she’s great now.’ I didn’t want the pink-washed version of cancer. I didn’t need you to tell me to write my kids goodbye letters. My story was different.”

‘HR called me in, crying. ‘Your coworkers donated sick time to you, but your employer is taking it away.’: Bilateral breast cancer survivor finds light after workplace discrimination

“She said, ‘Some things aren’t fair or right.’ I immediately packed up my desk knowing I’d never walk back in the door. This was worse than cancer. Cancer never pretended to be anything but cancer. The betrayal was too much. I started making plans to take my own life. But as it turns out, my terrible season became a launching pad.”

‘I know you can’t speak. Simply squeeze my hand. Was the chemo you had RED in color?’ My family began preparing their goodbyes.’: Breast cancer survivor becomes mom of 4, triplet mom via surrogacy

“I squeezed the doctor’s hand as tightly as I could. Within seconds an alarm rang, sirens sounded. Then I felt a voice, a presence, something within me telling me not to give up. This wasn’t the end, I had to find a way through. I held on with every fiber of my being.”

‘Just 5 months after having my third baby I heard, ‘You need to sit down. I don’t know how to say this. I’m so sorry.’: Mom of 3 beats triple negative breast cancer

“My head was urging me something wasn’t right while my heart was wanting to ignore this all and resume my normal life. ‘How is this happening to me?’ I was only 27, living a healthy lifestyle. I kept repeating, ‘I can’t leave my daughters without a mother.’ I collapsed into my husband’s arms, hysterically crying.”

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