My life is a hopeless tale
I have always dreamed that my life will look like in a certain way. I would be married before thirty. And be happy and feel good.
In September last year destroyed everything, the doctors found that I had regained my cancer, but this time in the intestines.
I underwent three operations and now thought the last operation that there is a God, he will do everything so I will be fine.
But instead of the third operation, it turns out that my cancer has spread and I have the stomach too, and I got the maximum of six months, I would have left. Did not really want anyone to know. My boyfriend knew because he's been there from the beginning when this started.
But somehow I felt ashamed, I did not want anyone to feel sorry for me. I just wanted to live life and feel good, but everything just crash overall.
In September last year destroyed everything, the doctors found that I had regained my cancer, but this time in the intestines.
I underwent three operations and now thought the last operation that there is a God, he will do everything so I will be fine.
But instead of the third operation, it turns out that my cancer has spread and I have the stomach too, and I got the maximum of six months, I would have left. Did not really want anyone to know. My boyfriend knew because he's been there from the beginning when this started.
But somehow I felt ashamed, I did not want anyone to feel sorry for me. I just wanted to live life and feel good, but everything just crash overall.
