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When I first was diagnosed with cancer, I found myself utterly overwhelmed. My brain scampered like a street rat on smack, from ‘fuckity fuck I'm way too young to get cancer’, to ‘will this kill me?’ to ‘what on earth will I look like with no hair!’ My hair fear was slightly sedated after I went ...

After nearly a decade dealing with the cancer shit show, sadly, I’ve not yet discovered the secret to overcoming scanxiety. (Unless you’re open to recreational drugs and a bucketload of alcohol for some temporary relief, but your oncology team probs won’t be down.) The fear that surrounds cance...

Kristy has been to hell and back with a stage 4 breast cancer diagnosis last year. Her doctors told her the worst and she set out to prove them wrong. After four months of treatment and some radical life changes, she went into remission. I love this story so much because it's filled with so muc...

For me, the year has started off with all the anxiety and tears I would expect over the entire year.

I'm proud to call the gorgeous and fiercely unstoppable Ursula a friend. Our paths crossed while we were working in advertising but it wasn't until we both got dealt sarcomas that we became friends. 

When you’re dealt the cancer card, it’s pretty much a given you’ll be spending a lot more time in bed.