“It’s cancer”. These are words no one wants to hear, let alone at 29 years old.
November 2020 is when it all started, ironically being Breast Cancer Awareness month. I felt a lump. It is in my right breast, a hard and very obvious lump. Fast forward 2 months, December 17th, the day my life changed. I was diagnosed with breast cancer. The nurse who gave my family and I the news was a blessing, reassuring as much as she could. The rest of the day was spent telling my friends and family my news. I realised just how loved and supported I was. I didn’t shed a tear on that day, I wasn’t upset you see. I’ve decided, it came from Allah, and He will take it away, He also does not burden one with more than they can bear. Therefore I WILL get through it. It will be difficult, it will be tedious but I will overcome. I am still incredibly positive I will come out on the other side. This does not take away from the fact that the road ahead is bumpy, there will be days where my strength will wane, where my fight will be a little less visible but rest assured, fight I will. That was also the day I realised the way I looked may never be the same again, my body will change, how I feel will change and my mind will change. I won’t be the same person coming out of this, I will be stronger and just as beautiful.
I’m not in this alone, I am surrounded by the best family and friends. I have more support a person could ask for. There is cancer in me, but it does not have me.
I am taking this opportunity to ask for prayers, that is all I need. Also a reminder to check yourself often. Cancer knows no age nor gender.
