Dear Cancer

You Win !! You have managed to change my life, disrupt my perfect little world, and throw all my dreams of the life that was ‘supposed to be’ into the cauldron of ‘what if’s’. You have forced me to change, not only how I live my life but also my interpretations of the meaning of life!

You can wave your victorious flag, in the form of that big ugly pink ribbon that has enabled society to pop a label on me and you can add me to your list of the millions of others bodies that you have managed to infiltrate like a deep black cloud. Oh Cancer, just your name envelops us all in fear and misery and turns the strongest of souls into a fragile little bird.

Like a narcissistic partner, you hover, and just when I feel that I may start having this thing under control, you come in and sweep the rug from underneath me. Wow, you must really feel quite proud of yourself, for the power you have had over me.

So Cancer, I want a divorce !!!! I told you before, that you have changed how I live my life, and in your infinite arrogance you though it was for the worst, you thought your Grim Reaper arms would embrace me, but you where wrong! You have made me stronger and more determined than ever before. You have empowered me to take control, over whatever life I do have left and you have given me the opportunity to throw it all to the wind and truly live in the moment.

Now, just like any divorce it doesn’t mean you don’t exist, it just means you no longer have a space in my heart and my head! However your presence will always be felt as we collectively co-parent my body. Yet I wish to do this with you from a position of harmony and love rather than the fear and terror that you have tried to install in me.

So Dear Cancer, I thank you for the gift of having been a part of my journey of life. I thank you for the lessons you have taught me and for all the good qualities in myself that you have bought out in me, I thank you for the love of friendships and the kindness of humanity that has been bestowed on me from my fellow man.

Now, like any relationship that has come to an end – could you please pack your bags and bugger off !!!!

X ana

Ana Kitson Ferguson a Stage 4 cancer warrior, 45 year old mother of 4 teenage daughter who has lived with cancer for 12 years. Ana is a Nutritionist, Author of ‘Jibberings of a Cancer Cracker’, regular blogger for many mainstream media channels and Public Speaker. Ana is also a ‘Cancer Options Researcher’ and Integrated Medicine Advocate. She is The Founder and CEO of LifeROOM an education portal for people facing a cancer or disease diagnoses. LifeROOM empowers individuals to take responsibility for their healing and incorporate mind, body and Integrated medicine into their daily lives, providing them an improved quality of life and hopefully quantity too. www.liferoom.com.au

More importantly Ana is a walking testimonial to the new era of personalised cancer treatments and an integrated approach to living with cancer. For more information on Ana’s personal story see www.savingana.com

Posted by mom118138, 9th April 2015

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  • Thanks for sharing your story – everyone with cancer would love for the cancer to pack bags and leave! Thoughts and prayers to everyone fighting the battle against cancer.


  • What a great read! At first I thought you’ld given up when it started with you’ve won. Then I continued reading. I truly hope the cancer has buggered off and you can continue with your hopes and dreams


  • Wow, you’re inspiring. Thank you for being honest and sharing your views.


  • Incredibly powerful words to articulate what do many women feel.


  • great to read this story


  • This reminds me a little of my darling mum’s attitude when she had cancer. She was always more concerned or worried about how many others were a lot worse off than she was. She used to say to me that she was so fortunate to have a wonderful husband, a wonderful daughter, son in law and 4 beautiful grandchildren and a warm bed to sleep in at night. So many people have not got that. Her only regret was that she would not see her grandchildren grow up. My darling mum was my best friend as well as my mum! She never complained and even in the last days she said the pain was just getting a little too much to bear. A big chunk of my heart was cut out the day my beautiful mum passed away and that was in January 1983. I still miss her so so much. She will always be in my heart.


  • Interesting attitude… I hope it helps her, and maybe others.


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