This is a message to all of you lovelies who have just received a life changing diagnosis.
I’ve been there.
And I want you to know something really important. Something I wish someone had told me four years ago when I was diagnosed with stage four, terminal, cancer.
Here it is…
I know it doesn’t feel like it right now but there will be better days.
I know it feels overwhelming and scary and hard and messy and too real and there are lots of ‘can we just fucking go back to how it was before now please?!’ moments but the sun really will shine for you again.
You will still laugh.
You will still love.
You will still have moments of pure joy.
You will still have magical adventures.
Will there be hard days? Yes of course there will…but what life doesn’t have hard days (diagnosis or not)?
Will the hard days be worth it? Abso-fucking-lutely!
I’m telling you this because no one told me it when I needed to hear it most.
When I was caught in the storm of my diagnosis (and prognosis) no one said…’Hey Fi, you know you’re are still alive right? You know you’ve not actually died yet? And so now might just be the best time ever to go and live some of your wildest dreams. Are you game?’
Fortunately I said it to myself!
If I’d thought my life was over the moment I’d got diagnosed then I’d have missed out on some of the best (yes the best!) days of my life!
I don’t want that for you.
What I want is for you to know that you are loved, you are seen and, above all, you are not alone and you ARE going to have good days again.
So remember this, from one ‘terminal’ person to another, you are still alive and right now there is more right with you than wrong with you so go and live your fucking life!
And yes, you can live your life from a hospital bed, I’ve done it. And, I believe, that’s exactly why I’m still here today.
I love you.
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