feastmastress

Damn I'm dying.

Just not yet.

But like in slo-mo. So it’s super weird.

Everyone has a cancer diagnosis story. You remember the date. The day of the week. The time of the day. The exact words exchanged. The slow melting of your brain.

Then someone hits fast forward and we find ourselves standing over a grave or listening to someone waxing poetically about their beloved person that has expired. Expired? Moved on? Moved on to where? The thing is none of that matters – it’s no longer your story anyways because you are dead. Remember the diagnosis part?

So what happens in the middle?

What about the fact that I’m dying over and over again every day all day long? But I’m not dead. Not yet. I’m just dying of stage four colon cancer … a little bit more every day.

This is not a vlog about cancer. 

It’s the journey of a woman living with cancer and dying of cancer. 

It’s my unfiltered story of how everyday I choose to continue shitting rainbows.

#Stage4ColonCancer #ShittingRainbows