Cancer, cockroaches, and a stench.

I was 12 when the doctors told my parents I had cancer. How fucking rude is that?

I was 12 when the doctors told my parents I had cancer. How fucking rude is that?

Could you imagine being a kid one minute and the next, some dude in scrubs is explaining white blood cells and chemo therapy and telling you that you can’t go to the movies or church.

I was cool with the no church thing, I sinned my little ass off, anyway.

Cancer and puberty…