Cancer,
Did you notice I didn’t start with a “Dear” there? That’s because I don’t like you and quite frankly you don’t deserve it. I have a few choice words I’d like to say to you, but I’ll refrain from that so I can elegantly make my point.
It’s been about a year since I lost another family member to you. It’s been about a year since I’ve been confused, angry and sad all at the same time. And it’s not the first time you’ve put me through all of this, which has only made me angrier.
But let me ask you something. What did you plan on getting out of this? Why do you want our loved ones so badly for yourself? Did you even think about the consequences?
Did you think we weren’t all going to fight as hard as we could with him to beat you? And we did once. I won’t forget that. But you just had to come back and torture us all over again. Thanks, Cancer.
You took my godfather away from me. You took away someone’s husband, dad, son, brother, uncle, cousin, friend, coworker. You took away a kind, funny, gentle, and loving soul. Did you ever stop to think about how that affects all of us?
Did you care about the amount of energy it took for all of us going back and forth to hospitals for his treatments, surgeries, etc. just so you can take him from us?
I remember getting that dreadful call clear as day. 45 seconds was all it took to shatter the world as I knew it. The emotional toll it took on everyone including myself; you messed with my mental and physical health, my schoolwork, and my social life. I didn’t even want to leave my room until I came to the realization of how upset my Uncle would be if he knew I was reacting to his death this way. So I snapped out of it. I wasn’t going to let the horrific things you did to him affect me negatively. But if all of that wasn’t enough, 6 months after my Uncle’s death, you targeted my Grandfather with the same type of cancer, you bast*rd.
I get it, I know how powerful you are. But I’m not afraid of you. Just because you won the battle doesn’t mean you won the war.
Yes, you can do so much as to take someone’s life, but at the same time, there is so little you can do.
You can’t break my family apart because you took someone away from us. We wont let you off that easy. You only made us come together and come back stronger as a family. On top of that you can’t take away all the memories we cherish, and the love we felt when we were with him. That spark will never die or fade away.
You also can’t take away the courage of others to battle you as hard as they possibly can, and I applaud them for it. I hope every single person who has to deal with you wins their battle and can laugh in your face, as they deserve to.
Just because there isn’t a cure yet, doesn’t mean there won’t be. And we’re well on our way to finding a way to kill you off once and for all. I’m confident we will have the last laugh when you’re eradicated, and we never have to hear that disgusting name of yours ever again.
I kindly wish you the worst.
Sincerely,
A Pissed Off Loved One