My best friend has cancer, breast cancer. I tried so hard to live in a bubble, pretend that the scare wasnt happening, couldnt happen to an angel like my friend, not her, then it comes along the diagnosis, prognosis, something I didnt want to accept, something part of me still doesnt want to come to terms with, if I accept it it then becomes real? Its out of my control, all of it, there is nothing there which can be…
