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My Cancer Journey

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This is my personal cancer journey, a warts and all journey from start to remission. Documenting the highs and lows of my journey through life after diagnosis of state 3 endometrial cancer, through all the treatment, and everything along the way from diagnosis to official remission. 

My hopes is that I can help women catch this "old persons cancer" early, as it is NO LONGER just an old persons cancer, in fact a woman of any age with a womb can actually have this life altering diagnosis. I was in fact 37 when I had this diagnosis myself.All Rights Reserved

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My Health, My Way by JeanMacIntyre

This is the story of my journey from stage four cancer (breast and colon tumor) to good health. A colorectal tumor was removed surgically twenty years ago (1997), and I was told to have six weeks of chemotherapy, with radiation in the middle of the course of treatment. I declined, went home, and proceeded to heal myself through meditation, diet changes, talking to my body and jumping on a mini trampoline. It took five years, but I am happy and healthy, and very thankful to be alive.

Is This Incest? by IDK_Kala

I fell for what wasn't right My step brother, I love my stepbrother. I know it's wrong but it fells so right. I know we aren't blood related but we've know eachother since we were babies we were raise to think we were really brother and sister but just last year we learned that my mom married his dad. I instantly fell in love with his sensative side and sex happened. But what happens when a pregnancy makes it's way into the story. This was my very first story on Wattpad, and I know it isn't the bestly written but I'm actually proud of it. If your not into this type of theme, then don't read it. Plain and simple. All hate will be removed, I don't have time for bullshit, Just saying

A Glimpse of my Ugly & Sad, but True Endo Story by Cmorey123

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Torturer To Remedy (Short Story) by DAHLIASJOURNAL

My mother died when I was fourteen due to excessive blood loss in the process of giving birth to my little sister. That's when it all started. My mother was my father's everything. She was his every devotion to life but...when she died, it's like he flipped a switch. He became angry, aggressive, and frustrated. It was probably to conceal the anguish and sorrow he was suffering from the loss of his soulmate... Shortly after, he began to take his frustrations out on me. Probably because I looked exactly like her. A spitting image...only darker. He started treating me in ways that a father shouldn't treat his daughter. Now I'm seventeen, almost eighteen. I could have run away a long time ago but I have to raise my sister; make sure that she has a roof over her head and that she's provided for. It's not just me I have to consider in the matter. But my plans change drastically when given a startling proposition after discovering the veracity of my relationship, as well as my condition. Do I accept the terms, permanently altering my life? Or do I run for the hills as fast as the wind can carry me?

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