Dear Cancer
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Cancer sucks! Here's what cancer fighters, cancer survivors and supporters have to say to cancer.

I know I already posted a dear cancer a while ago. I was in such a different place then. I remember feeling like I could take over the world. Well cancer you found a new way to hurt me. You went after my heart. You found a way to break my heart. You took over my world. You consumed every drop of love you could and what you left was the little bit that's left that never truly goes away. What you did to my best friend and lover was unforgivable. You took what faith he had in us and me and you tried to break it.Now I know I have free will to do and say anything I want but what good is free will when you cant control feeling helpless, insecure, scared, jealous, sick, tired, lonely? Need I continue? And that's before 9am!! You made me seem crazy and emotional. You turned me into this obsessive lunatic. I'm afraid you and I will scare off the love of our life. I cant continue giving up my self to you. I don't know much but I do know I cant let you break my heart again. I saw what life would be without you. And I have to say it was glorious! It was romantic and sweet. It was damn near perfect. Now there is a hole in places where there shouldn't be. Everyone thinks I have a choice to be different. You took my choice and crushed it beyond repair. Good thing that love you tried to break is stronger than any cancer. Good thing I have an incredible man that with all his faults knows who I am without you and while we are both finding our own way to deal I know that when I lay down at night I win because in the morning I get another shot at life and love.


Dear Cancer, I look back on the last 2.5 years of my life and, even now in hindsight, I can't believe I made it. On one hand I wish I could have avoided the struggles I've faced, and on the other, I'm so grateful for the strength they have brought out in me. I've had this constant thought, "my body is letting me down". I've had a nonstop flow of issues, one thing after another, and I'm so frustrated with this unrelenting struggle. I watch my friends live "normal", healthy lives and I find myself envious. I wonder how they are so strong and how their bodies are able to fight to keep them healthy. But then, as I was in the hospital for the millionth time this week, it hit me - my body isn't failing me or letting me down. In fact, it's doing exactly the opposite. My body is fighting. My body is strong! I have endured more in the last 2.5 years than most have in their entire lives. So, instead of beating myself up, being envious, and being disappointed with my body for not being "healthy", I'm going to be grateful. Grateful for a body that has been through so much and yet somehow manages to keep fighting despite all the trials I've endured that have robbed me of my strength. In my weakest moments, I've risen up. I've found strength I never knew I had. "Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:30-31


Dear, dear cancer, Remember my thirteenth birthday? It was the year I thought I could have more freedom since I was teenager. However, you came out of nowhere and gave me a cough; a cough that ruined my vocal cords and left me with 40% of my voice. The cough was caused by a tumor that also took part of that horrible cough. Remember when the doctor said the tumor removal surgery was going to be simple and was going to be in a area where it wasn't going to be showing? Remember when the doctor said that I had to get the tumor out by them opening my chest and breaking my breast bone, which will be fixed with metal wire? Remember how I could've lost my arm, my voice, and I had less than a 50% chance surviving the surgery because of it being wrapped around major nerves and arteries? I remember that too. Remember when I got the tumor removed, my arm and voice still with me, and we thought you were gone, but you were diagnosed as a highly aggressive cancer called Soft Tissue Sarcoma? Do you know how I felt knowing that I had to spend almost my entire year of my thirteenth year having chemotherapy and radiation? Remember the pain that was brought upon my family when I had pneumonia after the day if my little sister's birthday and had a cold on New Year's? If you don't remember, I do. I am now sixteen years old and in my Principal's Honor Roll. It's funny how you thought you could kill me, but you didn't. I would also like to thank you because I got in more depth with my religion and I'm stronger than I've ever been. So, thank you, but I alps hate you. -Madison, age 16