Dear Cancer
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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


Dear Cancer, Thank you. You have now made two attempts on my life in the last three years. You have pushed me to my breaking point more times than I can count. You have taken away my ability to have children the traditional way. You have taken my ability to play catch with the child I will one day have through modern methods. You ruined my wedding and made me marry the love of my life in a hospital room while undergoing chemotherapy. You have left my body frail and weak. You have forced me to abandon my entire immune system for someone else’s. You have demanded that I spend more time in hospitals than any 32 year old ever should and you have done all of this in your attempt to take from me the very definition of my existence, My Spirit. The reason I say thank you is because all you have succeeded in, with your feeble attempts on my life, is making my Spirit stronger. I am now an unwavering powerhouse of life that you can’t even begin to comprehend. I will not be broken. You have made a mistake in choosing me as your enemy. It is now my mission in life to defeat you. Not just in our personal battles but I intend to expose you and reveal your weakness to the world. You have hid in the shadows striking at humanity for too long. You will now have to deal with the repercussions of awakening a new kind of enemy. One who understands that simply with awareness we humans get to strike first and one who intends on bringing that awareness to the world. Be warned cancer, I am coming for you!


You're an asshole.