For as long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted a family of my own. I’ve always loved children, and wanted some of my own.
But with this new diagnosis, I find myself what the future might look like for me?
Will I be alone? Will I find a way to have children? Or could I be one of the few for whom this will be a death sentence?
It’s a lot to think about when you’re barely in your 20s yet. There’s so little research that even the doctors can’t answer my questions. I just have to hold tight, wait, and hope.
This is me coming in as a small wet cat from the rain in a sort of purple and black cloud to represent that this was a terrible time. And then this is like healthcare picking me up and like holding me in their arms, and then to a very content cat sitting in sunlight. I did meditation workshops with my psychologist and I came out and was like oh man this is like what peace feels like. That was a very cool day.