It’s that time of year again when pink ribbons bloom everywhere — only this time, they’ve taken on a far deeper meaning for me.
My year started with what I thought would be a routine mammogram (okay, I’ll admit, there was a lump). Long story short: 2025 turned into a lifequake, shaking everything I thought was steady. I was diagnosed with early-stage breast cancer, had a double mastectomy, and am now in the process of reconstruction.
Those pink ribbons now tell a personal story. I’ve joined a close-knit group that none of us ever chooses to be part of — but within it, there’s so much strength, compassion, and shared understanding.
The physical healing is in the capable hands of amazing medical professionals. But what’s often overlooked is the mental side: the emotional toll that comes with a diagnosis like this. Did you know that women with breast cancer are more likely to experience anxiety, depression, and even post-traumatic stress?
As a natural worrier, I quickly realised that if I wanted to come out stronger, I needed to care for my mind just as much as my body.
With another operation coming up, I’ve learned a few things:
💗 Some things are out of my control.
No amount of worrying changes what happens once I’m wheeled into theatre — so I’m learning to let go of the “what ifs.”
💗 Some things I can control.
As a sensory avoider (root), I know I function best when my surroundings feel calm and familiar. So I’ve packed my hospital bag with sensory intention:
🎧 Earphones for soothing music
👚 Soft cotton PJs that feel gentle on my skin
💧 A water bottle with a spout — staying hydrated helps me stay grounded
✍️ A crossword book and pen to keep my mind peacefully busy
💗 Above all, I’ve learned that faith is a choice, not a feeling.
When life throws you a curveball, take a moment to adjust your environment and give yourself what you need to feel safe, calm, and cared for.
See you soon on the other side 💕
