2022, gotta be honest never thought I’d make it this far, when I was younger, I always expected to live till about 29 and when I was 29 I got lymphoma and you know what? It never phased me, I had accepted that that was that. But me being me, I don’t do things by half and always go 110%, so I gave living my 110% and ended up getting through it and it gave me a beautiful aspect on life.
To just enjoy it.
And I did, I had the greatest years anyone could have dreamed of and my dreams could never have reached the panicles of experiences and feelings I had for those years and then in my own self-destructive ways everything went pear shaped and my body decided “nope I’m not having it”.
Pretty much the last three and a half years have been a cliff face, crag after crag, lava pit to the middle of a glacier, starting off with the ITP returning, then the bad cough, the 100+ days in hospital, half a lung removed, fluid removed from the heart, chemo, more chemo, even more chemo, the absolute mess of getting a bone marrow transplant, going insane on prescribed drugs, fracturing my spine multiple times and being in pain pretty much 24/7 for 2+ years, all during a pandemic which in all honesty means nothing to me.
25+ years of my body trying to kill me, literally signing my life away about 6 times in the last couple of years, you know what? Fuck it, fuck it all, live your life, do what you can when you’ve got one chance, so make the most of it, you’ll not have the opportunity to regret it.
Live your life, don’t tell others how to live theirs, tell the people you love you love them, be kind to those that need it, anyone in fact, get good headphones, make a good playlist and listen to it full blast, eat what you want when you want, don’t care what other people think, have a laugh. Spend time with the ones that matter, give that post a like, be a sarcastic cunt, enjoy your time here. And most importantly, do what makes you happy, it’s your life, you’ve got the one, go live it.