New to this, so hopefully it works out and makes some sense... :/
I'm trying to deal with the loss my mum in August, so thought maybe making it into a story might help.
This is a story of a lady asked to cope with 2 cancers in one lifetime, but couldn't (wouldn't?). In the end it became too much.
It all started when I was maybe a year/ 18 months. She woke up on the floor of the kitchen and was violently sick…
