Every cancer journey starts the same way: One day I was fine; and the next, I had cancer—nothing was the same.
My cancer journey began in 2020. I felt the lump in my breast sometime that summer, but between the pandemic, the quarantine, the murder hornets, the George Floyd riots, the fires, and everything else happening …
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