The battle for my life is far from over.
And for good reason.
I’ve been through hell and back before, and now I’m back at it again, battling the same thing.
It’s been a long road and I’ve made the tough choices.
But there’s still time to make it all the way back.
So, as I write this, I want to share some of my personal experiences with you to show you how far we’ve come and how much you can still do to beat this illness.
I’m also hoping to inspire you to take action.
I’ve seen this article on your Facebook page, and I just thought, this is what it looks like when a cancer patient writes a personal story on the Internet.
I know it sounds silly.
It sounds like a normal thing to do, but it’s not.
I can’t help but think of the thousands of cancer patients and friends who’ve shared their stories on social media, and how they’ve helped each other out, even though they’re still fighting.
When I read about your personal battle, I know there are many of you out there who have shared your stories with others, who have made the hard decisions to let go of everything and go on with their lives.
It means so much to me.
I have a lot of friends who I would not have if I didn’t have cancer, and so many people who have lost loved ones, or suffered in silence because of their illness.
That’s what makes it so important to share your personal journey with others.
There’s no right or wrong way to go about it.
I don’t think it’s easy to be healthy and fight against cancer, but I’m so grateful to all of you who are out there.
And the more I know about how you are fighting and how you’ve got your fight on, the better I feel.
I’ll share my story here with a few of the stories I have shared, but they’re from the perspective of someone who has gone through similar things.
It took a long time, but in the end, I think it is worth it.
I’m writing this from my home in Australia, and my family is in the UK.
I grew up in the southern parts of NSW and Victoria, but after a few years of moving around, I moved back to my family’s home in the northern parts of the state.
I had no choice but to make the tough decisions that I had to, and one of those was deciding when to go into remission.
I was only in remission for a year and a half.
I would go through a lot more of that in my younger years, but the hardest part was dealing with my cancer in my 20s and 30s.
I think my decision to go in remission was the hardest decision I ever made.
I spent so much time on my computer and watching TV that I couldn’t sleep.
I didn- I didn’ think I could go through with it, but what would happen if I did?
My friends were saying I was too young to do this.
They were telling me I couldn’ do it, and that if I were to try, I’d end up with a relapse.
I thought I had a very strong immune system.
So I started researching it, looking at the research and researching further, and it became clear to me that there was something different going on with my immune system and it was getting stronger and stronger.
I started getting injections and chemo every couple of weeks.
My immune system was getting better, and then it started working against me.
My chemo had a terrible effect on my immune cells, so I had this really hard time getting rid of it.
So my chemo stopped working, and all my chemos just stopped working.
My body was just going crazy.
I’d get so frustrated that I would just throw up on the floor and get up and go back to bed.
And that was a really hard decision.
It was one that I was never able to get over.
I had to have a really tough decision.
I felt that I didn”t have enough time, so it was important that I made the right decision.
What I decided to do was I would start having chemo and my immune function would start to fall apart.
I decided that I wasn’t going to get chemo any more, but would continue having chemos until my chemoregulation was back to normal, and until I could stop worrying about the chemo.
I started going to my doctor.
He was a huge help, and he told me that he was really worried about me.
But I was scared.
My life was in a terrible place, and the only thing I knew for sure was that I wanted to be in remission.
And so I was terrified of what the doctors might say if they found out.
And they didn’t want to be too worried.
They said I