I never really talk about about my experiences throughout my life; I see no point in constantly explaining to people why I am the way I am today. But I feel like it's my time to talk- to just share what I've been so ashamed of. When I was 12, I went to the hospital for extreme cramps. I had started my period the year before (Sorry if TMI) but these cramps were nothing I had ever experienced. When I was 12, I was diagnosed with Ovarian Cancer. A cell in my ovaries became out of control, turning very cancerous. During the duration of my life after that, I remember loosing myself. I wasn't the little girl that would make up games with her friends and laugh all night; majority of my older childhood, I spent in an uncomfortable bed in a boring white room. I turned angry and resentful towards those around me because I was the one that had to be sick, as if I had done something so terribly wrong in my short years and was being punished for it. It was hard coming out of the rut- especially for having my life change completely. But somehow, I did it. It wasn't a complete honorable story about how I overcame cancer but more of a story of me finally finding myself, even in such a shitty situation. But, now being 19, I can happily say I am cancer free and have been for two years. I go to school (which I had been so excited about- homeschooling drove me insane) and interact in a way I thought was never possible for me. I even went the extra mile of inspiring to be an actress. I don't know why I felt I needed to tell this story. I guess, I just feel like people loose themselves a lot, it sucks and it seems like the end, but it isn't. I don't know. This is extremely personal and I'm sure its weird how I can openly post it out there for strangers over the internet but it was my time to talk.