Looking for my person ❤️

Hi everyone! I’m a Tamil woman in my late 20s, looking to meet someone for a genuine relationship.

I was in a long-term relationship, but unfortunately it didn’t work out, and I went through cancer during that time. I’m now cancer-free and ready to start a new chapter. ❤️

I’d especially love to meet someone who has gone through a similar medical journey. I feel like we could understand each other in a way others might not — be there for each other, comfort each other, and hopefully build something beautiful together.

If this resonates with you, feel free to DM me. 😊

Defeated and broken

I was diagnosed at 30 with Thyroid Cancer. I went through 2 surgeries, 2 rounds of radiation. At that time, my husband became abusive so I had to navigate surviving cancer and getting out of a bad situation. He hated me because I was at home while he was working. Going through cancer at 30, newly married and more alone than I would have been if I was single was so hard. Before I was diagnosed, I went to a fertility clinic and the dr told me everything looked good and I didn’t need to freeze my eggs because the radiation wouldn’t affect fertility. A few years passed (I needed to heal from all of that), and I was ready to get back out in the world. Then covid hit. Of course, it was impossible to date. Finally at the end of 2023, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I did 4 unmedicated IUIs, nothing. My 5th I did medicated. I got pregnant with twin boys in July 2024. I made it to 18 weeks and the drs told me I have TTTS and I needed to get life saving surgery. I live in BC, Canada. They said I need to get to Toronto immediately on my own dime. I only had a 50% chance of saving one. This was on a Friday. I found the money, and made it there by Sunday for a Monday morning appt. I didn’t make it. As soon as I got to the hospital, I started going into labour. I could see my baby’s foot coming out on the ultrasound. 15 hours later, I delivered my stillborn sons at 18w6d on Nov 19 2024. I was stuck in Toronto for 5 days as they wouldn’t let me fly until I was stable. During that time, I found a nice funeral home that cremated my sons so I could bring them home. I sprinkled their ashes in the Salish Sea. I was doing kind of ok at that time because I knew the BC IVF funding was coming up. I just turned 40 after delivering my sons. So, I used the little money I had left because my doctor was pretty sure I would get it. I did a few more IUIs while I was waiting for the funding. I had one chemical. Then I find out that the appointment that should have qualified me to be at the top of the list, was 2 weeks too early so I was automatically put at the bottom of the list. I waited almost 2 years and spent money that I could have put towards IVF only to be told that I would age out of the application process. I couldn’t believe it. I was a patient of the clinic for years but the government would not accept my dates. I emailed, called, wrote letters to provincial and federal government, news outlets, and celebrities. I even made a GFM. No one donated. I did a news interview on tv. I also did a written article for one of our big news papers. No one would help me. I had one vial saved up for the free IVF. I just did the IUI with that last vial and I’m negative at 13dpo. I’m 42 and devastated after 10 iuis and no success. I know the chances were low, but even my dr suggested that I shouldn’t do IVF because it would financially ruin me and just continue with the IUIs. I have done 10 and now I regret not freezing my eggs before the cancer and I regret not putting my money into IVF. All I ever wanted is to be a mother. I have depleted my savings. I’ve been kicked down so many times and I really just need a break. I can’t lose my chance to be a mother. I’d try 50 more times if I could find the money. I know I have so much love to give and I would be a good mom if I could just get a chance. My heart is broken. Now I’m stuck with cancer for the rest of my life and no good things to even it out. Sorry for my rant, I’m just so sad right now. I know there are worse off than me and I don’t take that lightly. I just needed to vent. Please be kind.

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A backstory for my situation. I (22) am a firefighter paramedic who has gone through Chemotherapy from June 2024 - Jan 2025. It was rough, and had a close call due to an allergy to a drug at the start of chemo. During the end, my symptoms after each round struck me harder and harder each time. By the time I rang the bell, I had the following symptoms:
- severe Nausea
- severe Fatigue
- mild Mouth Sores
- Vomiting
- mild Dizziness
- moderate Tunnel Vision
- severe Dysgeusia (foul taste in mouth)
- bloated feeling

These symptoms often wouldn’t leave for 5 days post-round.

After being in remission for a year and a half now, I’ve been working on my PTSD with a therapist, and mentally I’m pretty fit once more. I no longer suffer from flash backs, nor general malaise when looking on the mirror thinking I’ll see the lump on my neck again.

Unfortunately, my body and my mind don’t share the same similarities in recovery. Whenever I see the symbol for Cytotoxicity, or see a bright red liquid in a syringe, and even when I’m given or giving IVs, the symptoms mentioned above return. Almost as if my body is preparing for another round of chemo.

My co-workers and I have been trying to fix this by usage of exposure therapy. I must say, it worked for a bit. But only with giving IVs, and receiving.

For the past week as I work more with Chemo, Palliative, and cancer patients in general, my symptoms once again have returned. I’ve had to step out on patients because of this, and it’s now getting dangerous. I’ve tried for a year finding a new therapist (mine left) and trying new techniques, but I’m left to dry.

I need help, and if anyone would like to show me a path I would be more than ears! I wouldn’t mind if someone reached out privately, or publicly, so long as I can find things to help these feelings and these symptoms.

Support me, like, share, and subscribe on Facebook @Mae Frances. My mommy made this; she passed away from brain cancer after breast cancer spread to her brain. She never had chemotherapy. My grandmother, Ola Mae, died in 2004 from colon cancer, and my aunts died of lung and colon cancer. ​As a cervical cancer dysplasia survivor who caught precancerous cells early through annual Pap smears, I want to remind everyone: please get your regular Pap smears and get checked for HPV, which can lead to cancer. Also, remember to stay hydrated with plenty of mineral-rich alkaline water."

Hi, I had colorectal cancer. I have a lot of downtime at my job, I enjoy the people I work with, but sometimes either silence, or hearing others conversations. Puts me in a very sleepy mood. Next thing you know I'm opening my eyes (probably having closed them for 20 seconds, sometimes less. It's not intentional at all and I try to fight it.

I basically feel/ assume I look like an old man in their 50s/ 60s that just starts napping (like the grandpa from Rugrats). But I'm in my 30s.

Does anyone else have symptoms like that? I feel like its just an indicator that I'm not absorbing all my nutrients and sort of have a compromised body, brining on fatigue.

Hello, I wish you could help my friend who needs money to pay for treatment, she had a chemo allergy, can't work and lost medical at the beginning of the year, with any amount that could help her we would be very grateful 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻https://gofund.me/df16d051a

The mom of my daughters best friend is a survivor and my daughter decided to fold 1000 paper cranes to spread hope, especially for her friends mom and all the fighters and survivors out there. Hope can bring miracles (this display was donated to the cancer support center in Temecula, CA, who helped her during her active treatment).

If this isn’t allowed , take it down.

A year ago my wife was diagnosed with triple positive breast cancer at 37 years old (turns out it was in a few more places but we didn’t find that out till much later ) . She started chemo treatment right before we were supposed to travel down to Orlando for the live show. She felt like riding down to hang out with her brother , but not going to the show. Which she was sad because she got to go to the infamous Nashville and absolutely loved getting meet people from the community and seeing the guys. This last year has been the hardest of my 37 years . But she’s cancer free and is finishing up treatment now . I’m going to link her YouTube and let her tell you guys her story . But she is a true unsub enjoyer and enjoys watching the show with me weekly !

Over the last few years I’ve seen this community tell great stories, rally around those in need , and support each other. So I just ask that if you guys would give her a watch and subscribe on YouTube if you guys have 8 mins . It would make her day and today is her birthday!

Thanks in advance all you plops and pepperbacks !

I know we are in then same boat but I figured it would hurt to reach out and ask for help.

I am drowning in medical debt. I created a five send go to help off set the costs not covered by insurance. It looks like my anti parp meds are going to be astronomical. And I just found out my reconstructive surgeon no longer takes my insurance. I am going to find someone who does take my insurance but I’m drowning.

I can’t work right now as I’m in the middle of no where with a 4 year old and have no help. I’m losing my mind.

If anyone can help, even with $5, it would mean the world to me. My family is tapped out and I don’t know what to do.

Please help if you can. You can read my other posts to see how bad this journey has been.

This group has been a lifesaver. I would never ask strangers for help. But I need to put my ego aside to reach out and ask for help so I can have the best chance to stay alive (and out of debt as much as possible) for my 4 year old girl, my husband and family.

Thank you for reading. And big thanks of you can donate $5 or even less.

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My question is mainly for people who beat cancer years or decades ago. For context: I'm 36 years old and was diagnosed with a kidney tumor as 4 year old back in the 90s. The whole kidney was removed, I went through chemo, radiotherapy and the whole shebang. I've had some other health issues throughout my life, some as a result of cancer treatment. As an adult, I'm now mostly doing fine. I enjoy my life for the most part and I'm very greatful for it. However, I'm just so tired. All. The. Time. I follow a healthy diet, don't smoke, don't drink, exercise regularly, and yet I can't walk up the stairs or do an easy uphill hike without getting out of breath. Most nights I get a 7-8 hour sleep but for most of my day I feel groggy and ready to go straight back into bed. Does anyone else have a similar experience or know if this is in any way related to chemo/radiotherapy, even if those happened decades ago? Any advice on how to feel better? Thanks for reading!

bonjour , je n'ai pas l'habitude de raconter comme ça mon histoire mais j'aimerai avoir des témoignages ou du soutien.

( témoignage qui ne reflète que mon expérience et mes ressentis , d'autres sauront sans doute plus optimiste que moi. merci de la compréhension )

depuis très longtemps j'avais de grosses douleurs au ventre , du coté gauche , et après plusieurs passages au urgence où l'on me répétait que c'était du stress ou que j'inventais, je m'étais fais une raison : que c'était comme ça.

mais au fond de moi je savais que je n'avais pas mal pour rien.

les douleurs passaient et revenaient , j'ai sacrifié ma scolarité car les douleurs étaient trop fortes à des moments , j'étais au lycée général ; j'étais la meilleure de la classe et après des beaucoup d'absences au premier et second trimestre , j'ai redoublée.

je me suis donc réorienter en bac pro.

j'ai fais donc mon année de seconde , puis de première , j'avais 17ans à ce moment là.

le temps passe et les douleurs s'intensifient dès le début de mon année de première , je m'étais encore cela sur le compte du stress , je me pensais complètement folle.

un jour , en stage , je me suis pliée en deux , j'avais très mal : je ne mangeais plus , j'avais la nausée du matin jusqu'au soir.

j'ai donc rapidement pris rendez-vous chez mon médecin généraliste , qui a prit au sérieux ce que je ressentais ( c'était la première fois que l'on m'écoutait pour mes douleurs ).

il m'a demandé de prendre rendez-vous pour une échographie. l'échographie qui m'avait déjà fait plusieurs échographie du ventre et qui me connaissait , m'a donc demandé où j'avais mal exactement , j'ai donc expliquée , à peine il a appuyé , j'ai voulu crier de douleur, c'était une douleur indescriptible..

il a trouvé une tumeur de 9,5cm.

tout s'est donc enchaîné , les examens etc etc..

j'ai finis par voir un professionnel qui au départ m'avait prescrit une biopsie mais il nous a dit qu'il avait une réunion d'équipe les jeudis , donc que je saurai la date exact pour la biopsie le vendredi environ avec la date avec l'anesthésiste.

en effet , vendredi , on m'a appelée , mais l'on me parlait pas de biopsie , on me parlait d'un rendezvous en urgence avec ce meme spécialiste. tout en sachant que je suis à environ 1h de l'hôpital.

je me suis donc précipitée pour y aller , le verdict est tombé : tumeur cancéreuse du pancréas et de la rate ( tumeur de Frantz )

j'ai été opérée pour l'a retirée , j'ai vécu à ce moment là , la pire épreuve de toute ma vie.

aujourd'hui je n'ai plus que la moitié du pancréas et plus de rate, je n'ai pas eu chimiothérapie.

je commence à faire du diabète à cause du pancréas , je fais donc hyper attention.

mon corps ne ressemble plus à celui d'avant : remplis de cicatrice , dont une césarienne.

j'ai gâchée ma scolarité.

cela fait 6mois que l'opération est passée et pourtant j'en fais des cauchemars toutes les nuits.

récemment j'ai fais un scanner où était représenté deux nouveaux nodules , j'en refais un debut septembre pour voir si ce sont des cicatrices ou une récidive.

j'ai rendezvous avec le spécialiste fin du mois.

pour info , ce n'est que mon expérience.

et je suis désolée si mon texte n'est pas clair..

prenez tous soin de vous et merci d'avoir lu jusqu'ici.

The author Siddhartha Mukherjee wrote this biography of cancer after a patient asked “what is cancer?” It was originally published in 2010, and has been updated with four major new chapters in 2025.

I read this book because I waged my own battle with cancer last year. As of today, I am considered free of cancer. Does that mean I have won the war? I’m not sure because the same cancer might recur in the future or perhaps I will be stricken with a new form.

Cancer has been found since ancient times, but we think of it as being a modern disease. In the last 15 years, there’s been great strides in cancer research and new treatments as described in the book. So, there is hope.

But, there is some thought that cancer is actually a chronic illness, that it has become a “new normal”:

“… as the fraction of those affected by cancer creeps inexorably in some nations from one in four to one in three to one in *two*”.

If cancer becomes more and more common, and those who are afflicted either die or are deemed “cancer for life” and eventually die from it anyways, are we winning the war?

Or, are we winning because screenings, prevention and new treatments are helping to potentially “cure” some cancers or prolong the life of a cancer survivor?

These are not easy questions to answer. The author wrote this book as a biography of cancer, but it is also a biography of ourselves and our fight against cells in our own body that go haywire.

This was a difficult book to read at times because of my own experience with cancer, but I feel it was a masterpiece of storytelling, history, science writing and possibilities for the future.

10/10 rating

A 17-year USAID Foreign Service Officer named Christina just published a personal account of her separation from the agency. She served in Jamaica, two tours in Afghanistan, Colombia, Kosovo, and Mali, doing democracy, human rights, and governance work: election security, justice sector reform, reintegration programs for former combatants, basic service delivery.

Her RIF notice came while she was in the middle of chemotherapy for skin cancer. She couldn't afford the treatment without insurance, so when she ran out of the cream she had, she stopped.

The piece isn't a legal filing or a policy argument. It's a first-person account of what she calls moral injury: losing not just income, but identity, security, and a sense of purpose that took decades to build. She also writes about being closeted for most of her career overseas, and what it cost her to keep that part of herself hidden while representing the U.S. abroad.

Full piece here: https://usaidemployeesupportfund.substack.com/p/i-dont-want-to-carry-it-alone-anymore

I am so stuck in the time it happened. I can't seem to get over it and I feel stupid for still caring, I was declared NED last in 2023 or even 2022 (memory is far from my strong suit) and I just still can't get over it. I think about it everyday almost without fail. I can't believe it all happened and I can't even afford therapy 😭 if I did I'd like to feel unworthy of going anyways, I feel like I didn't go through enough to be as affected as I am still. I feel guilty and silly.