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I’ve typed and retyped this but haven’t found an easy way to say it, nor did I ever think i would have to- my best friend of over 7 years is dying of cancer.
Steven was diagnosed on April 13th and had emergency surgery to remove the cancerous tumor while I was on a work trip in California. He’s since learned that, at the young age of 24, this aggressive cancer has spread to his lymph nodes and possibly other parts of his body including his lungs. He has a second major surgery planned for May 24th, where they will remove his lymph nodes.
Let me explain why I’m writing you all- unlike myself he doesn’t come from an large, generous family with the resources to help if one of us is in need. Because of this I am his emergency contact and have been for years and I feel it’s my responsibility to help him figure out a way to pay for his treatments during this scary and stressful time.
His insurance has said they will not pay for his $20,000 vital surgery on May 24th, a mere 16 days away. And because of his lack of funds, no collateral and past medical history, the hospital is requiring him to pay $10,000 before the surgery and $10,000 post-surgery. His doctors have also informed him that he will have intensive chemotherapy over the next few months which will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, on top of regular doctor visits and expensive medicine.
He’s contacted many cancer organizations for help, reached out to countless charities, and has not found a way to raise the money quickly enough, so we’ve started a fundraiser online hoping to be able to pay for this next surgery before it’s too late.
Steven has been a major part of my life for over 7 years- we’ve worked together at three jobs (we’re both currently at The 88), traveled the country together, and have shared more memories than I could possibly recount. He has been there for me no matter the situation- happy, sad, or difficult, always with a positive outlook and words of wisdom wise beyond his years. He is simply one of the most generous, humorous, and interesting people I’ve ever met and someone I can’t imagine being removed from my life.
Please make this easier for him and myself, donate what you can and share this with your friends, your coworkers, your family, anyone who will donate a few dollars. Anything is appreciated. http://www.giveforward.com//fundraiser/j7c2/fuckcancer
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I figured there was no better time than now to write this. My mind is in a frenzy of emotion, and I just have to let you know. Remember this picture? When you made crepes and we stayed the night at your place. It was at the beginning of our story. I remember the first time we met. On a corner in the West village. I was nervous. You were nervous. You smelled great. After a few tequila shots, I told you that. And after a kiss you saw me off in a cab later that night. That was the beginning of something really special. Intense and tumultuous, but special. We spent so much time together. Picking each other up from work. Our Washington DC trip. We grew to know a lot about each other. Our strengths, our insecurities. We helped each other through a lot. I leaned on you; you leaned on me. I admired your naive way about you and your smile. You doubted yourself, but your zest for life always outshone that. We didn't leave each other on the best terms. It was as intense of ending as our entire relationship was. But I always knew we had each other's backs. Through thick and thin, Alex. We stayed in touch and always caught with each other. We only got to spend one other time together since then. I'll never forget when we parted ways that night and you gave me a kiss. I'll never forget that. And the night last year when you called me in the middle of the night. I was sleeping. You were out and just wanted to tell me how much you loved me. I knew you had had some drinks, but I knew we both still cared for each other. We just grew apart and in different directions. And when my grandma passed away last year and you gave me great advice. "Cry all you want and then you're done. We can't really ask why things happen. " Alex, I'm using your advice now. Not a week went by after we broke up that I didn't think about you and wonder if you were okay. Not a week went by that I didn't pass by the Delancey street stop, or Zara or more recently Urban Outfitters and hope I'd run into you. I always wanted to save you. You knew that. That's probably one of the many reasons we didn't work out. I realized later on that you just had to be you. You had to do things your way. When I found out that you had left us on Saturday, I didn't know what to think. Or say. For the past 6 months, we had talked about hanging out but neither of us ever made it happen. We did get to talk briefly the Monday before. But I won't get to wonder if I'll bump into you ever again. I'll get to see you tomorrow, and that will be it. You're safe now. Watch over me like I always watched over you. This isn't the end of the story. Just a pause. Take care of yourself up there. I'll see you again someday.
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