What defines me?

Cancer , A Dozen Kids , Life, Struggle

What a horrible morning it has already been. My pain level is through the roof. Im off to my doctor in a moment to find out what feels like my fate. The amount of time I may have left. God I hate cancer. Who ever thought that at 32 years old I would be facing such a scary battle. And if I keep going at this rate Ill be battling alone. I just keep pushing everyone further.

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