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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 The many scares that I carry on my body looks like I’ve been thrown through a plate glass window, but my scares are there to remind me of how God has healed me.In 2008 I lost all of my hair including my eyelashes and eyebrows, my nails turned black and a couple of them fell off, a couple of my teeth rotted and fell out of my mouth, my body had became so weak at times, that I couldn’t even make it to the restroom and my husband would have to come home and clean me up. I gave birth to my one and only child but she died in my arms and that almost killed me,now Cancer those were just a few of my challenges but I'm sure that you know that already because you were right there. The one thing that you could not take away from me was my smile. I never stopped smiling. I wanted people not to see the Cancer in me,but to always see the Christ in me.I hated you because you never gave me a choice. I didn’t have the choice to have you or not to have you.You made choices for me when I couldn’t even open my mouth and tell you what I wanted. You made me angry and want to sometimes give up.You took my mind,body and spirit through things that I never thought it could,but yet I STOOD! and guess what? I proved you wrong! I MAKE CANCER LOOK BEAUTIFUL,SO I WIN! https://www.facebook.com/chestless4me
Dear Satan, I guess you know after you gave me 3b squamous non-small cell lung cancer. That GOD beat you again which i had no doubt would. No one can blame GOD for cancer because the demon of Hell is the one that tries to make christian Hate GOD.. He can not stand it, but God answers prayers and i have great faith in him, even if cancer comes back i am really sure it won't Because i am under GODS wings..I Have been working on getting my energy back thru Chemo and radiation It takes time. But You and Cancer failed... Thats the great news...
Dear cancer, still till this day I can't listen to statistics. No more what the odds I always seem to fit in the small percentages. Let's start with the fact that when the cancer was found that it was in 80% of my body and that there was a very small chance that someone my age and gender would get. As time went on doctors would describe medications and procedures and the side effects that came with them. Yet again I seemed to get the side effects that are not that common. When the doctors said nothing would happen something would and when the doctors were looking for something nothing would happen. Now that I'm 10 years cancer free I still don't listen to statistics because I know that I can't let some numbers decide anything for me! -Brittany
I refuse to acknowledge cancer as "Dear" and I feel the need to share that I am so over the word cancer. Due to a rare genetic disorder, cancer has been in my vocabulary for about 12 years now. My frustration with that word is closely followed by the word chemo. That entered my personal vocabulary about 7 years ago and stayed for about 5 years (off and on)...then it returned a little over a year ago with an indefinite future. As you can probably tell by now that I reached a level of frustration and exhaustion. I feel like those two words have become too significant in my life.
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 Cancer- you've taken friends too young, you've taken family members of friends, you've taken my wife's family members before I could meet them, you've taken my Grandmother before she could meet my wife and children, YOU HAVE NOT AND WILL NOT TAKE ME- We all have to go some time but I WILL NOT LEAVE MY WIFE BEFORE I SPEND AS LONG AS WE CAN LEARNING AND GROWING MORE IN LOVE. I WILL NOT LEAVE MY CHILDREN BEFORE I CAN SEE THEM HIT THEIR FIRST BASEBALL/WALK DOWN THE AISLE/ HAVE CHILDREN OF THEIR OWN!!! I had surgery to get rid of you (along with lefty the fallen hero!) and if you come back I will fight!!!!
Dear Cancer, THANK YOU! Seriously. I bet you don't hear that very much, but I am grateful to you. You helped me see and heal many destructive patterns in my life that I wouldn't have noticed without your wallop to the side of the head (or in my case, my right ovary). I am better, stronger, more connected, and more fully recognize my own value and how much I am loved because you came into my life. You weren't always the best company, and you cost me a LOT of money, but I am still appreciative of all you taught me. It's weird to say that you were the best thing to ever happen to me, but I do say that. Thanks.
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
Cancer, Why did you pick me in July of 2001? What did I do to be chosen? Why did you have to cause soooo much pain to not only me but my 3 yr old? You gave me hell for a year. Between surgery after surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation, I am not sure which one was worse. For a short time you hospitalized me, made me weak, sick and unable to care for my child the way I wanted to. Even now you try to bring me down with Massive migraines, But I am here to tell you not now. You may have changed my life but you did not win and take it. I still have to worry every year when I go for testing to make sure you arent back in a different form or kind or to make sure the medicines put inside me isnt damaging my heart. I thank you thou. I have had 13 amazing years with my son, who now has a 10 year old brother, and will continue to have amazing years and memories with my kids. Thanks for changing my life and showing me that I have always been strong and determined to win .... Thank You
Dear Cancer. Remember when you tried to take over my life? Remember when you tried to crush me? remember when I was just a normal 20 year old? Remember everything I had before you? I Do. Sure we had fun over the last year, when I went from a normal 20 year old to a 20 year old with stage 4 cancer. Remember how you tried to ruin my life? Remember that you FAILED? I won, and I'm not backing down. I am a Fighter and I will Survive. I didn't need you to show me how strong I was, I already knew I had this fight in me and the best part was proving you wrong. I am so not sorry. Thanks for changing my life. Love Ali
I would like to cordially invite you to "suck it." But thanks for helping me realize that I have a perfectly shaped head, and that my friends are literally the best in the world. I'm going to put up with you for a few more months, and never look back. Dont love ya, Kayanne
Dear cancer, I am 10 years in remission but I still feel like You have power over my life. I have lost control of my emotions and my life is not off track then ever. I know I am the one making excuses but I feel like a shell and like I'm living someone else's life. So many things would be different if you didn't tornado through my life but I cannot hang onto that. I am trying to be better but not to spite you cancer but to prove you were not my greatest fight and triumph. I will not be remember for fighting cancer. I will be remember for me whatever that turns out to be. I want to be bigger than that and look back on that part of my life and feel nothing. That's not exactly what I wanted to say but it is said.
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!
Dear Cancer... You truly suck...a year ago May, I found you were in my body. Like a venomous snake, you made your way in... Ahhhh but thank God for awesome doctors who performed surgery to remove 40% of my lung, monitored my chemo ( 4 cycles) and my radiation (30 treatments) simultaneously. I begged them to let me quit 1/2 way through. I had lost 21 lbs due to Esophagitis and being unable to eat or drink, bottomed out to where they could not get a blood pressure reading on my body, for the first time in my 59 years thought of ending my life... God had bigger plans for me! My doctor said throughout my year long journey, " you are curable", it took some time for those words to sink in. It had been 15 mos since the chest x-ray showed " a faint spot" on my lung and 13 mos since my surgery. I am a survivor of 1 year and I know I have a destiny here on earth and wherever it takes me, that' s where I'll go. Cancer - you suck but I beat you!!!
Dear cancer/chemo, words cannot express how much I hate you. You took my hair, memory, made me go through many surgeries, made me extremely sick, you also scared the hell out of not only me my family as well. You made me stay in bed for days and made me weak. Well guess what I am going on two years cancer free, and in a few days I will be celebrating my 27th birthday with my friends, family, and the best gift of all my beautiful 6 month old daughter! I hate you end of story!!! Don't ever come back and stop attacking others we don't want you here!!
Dear Cancer, I hate you too! I hate you for what you did to me. I hate that you left me bedridden. I hate that my grandson fears that you'll come back. You can't win with me, although you try, I am STRONG and I know where my help came from. Cancer, I hate you, but I rise above you everyday!
Dear Cancer, For the longest time after diagnosis I was thinking "Why me?" but now I know that it wasn't a punishment. It was a test, a lesson. It happened to me because I was strong, and I could come out on top and show other people that no matter what you've gone through, you can never slow down or give in. Cancer, you took a lot away from me those first few weeks. Remember when you stole my strength and hunched my back so that walking even a few feet was a challenge? I fought back, and am now able to run 3 miles, no breaks. What about when you made me self conscious at pool parties because of the 6 inch scar you left? Too bad that high-waisted bikini bottoms are the new trend. Cancer, you left your mark. And I'm not going to erase it, or be embarrassed any longer, because it's amazing how strong those scars have made me.
Dear Cancer (or my current enemy, Chemo): This day is not getting better...this is the second time I've tried to post and the website keeps rejecting me. That doesn't help when I've already cried twice today. It's one of those days where exhaustion has set in and I feel like I'm losing control. I want to scream. I can't accept that with my disease this could go one for years: pain, nausea, no hair. Yeah, I really want to scream (or hit something).