“A what?”
“A tumor”
“A tumor as in the cancer kind of stuff? The one that can flip you from alive to dead in the blink of an eye? You’re kidding me, right?”
The day I was told I had a tumor was the most eye-opening day of my life. You think you’ll handle news like that with strength, to stay positive, be brave. But then your mind takes off on its own, making connections you never imagined.. And suddenly, the question crashes into you like a freight train: What if I’m going to die? Read more
Day 1 – Wednesday, 3:10 PM
It’s been two hours. Two. Whole. Hours. And I’m already starting to realise what a terribly misguided decision I’ve made. Honestly, now, shouldn’t email be allowed? Just email! Email is important, right? What if I get one of those “you just won a million euros in the lottery” messages? I mean… I don’t actually play the lottery, but that’s beside the point. This will be my only exception, I promise: email check twice a day. Once at 8 AM, once at 9 PM. That’s it. Read, reply, close. Pinky swear. Read more
There are moments in life when the world goes quiet—not outside, but within you. It’s in those fragile pauses that questions start to surface. Not the practical kind, but the ones that whisper through the cracks of your heart. The kind that don’t beg for answers, but simply want to be felt.
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