Cancer. A shadow that lurks behind the most unsuspecting areas of our body, it doesn’t abide by age or gender, ethnicity or status. It doesn’t care if you have kids or that you’re a good person. It’s never a welcomed visitor and usually shows up when you have other plans. … [Read more...]
Fuck, it’s cancer
A couple months back, I lightheartedly wrote about a very prominent, but otherwise healthy mole on my left temple and how it was the genesis of the journey toward learning to love myself. At that exact same time, unbeknownst to me, another mole had begun telling a very different … [Read more...]