Dealing with their Diagnosis: The Day I Realised my Dad Wasn’t a Superhero

Most people would presume my childhood ended abruptly aged 14 when my dad died. In truth, I’d say it ended a little beforehand - one sunny August afternoon when my dad struggled to find the words to explain that he had cancer as I sat next to him on a picnic bench with a Calippo melting in my hand. It wasn’t his diagnosis as such that sent pubescent me into a tailspin, more the fact that it made me question everything that I knew to be true

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50 Shades Of Coping - Do you screw yourself over if you’re good at keeping it together?

Coping seems to be so black and white in people’s minds. Either you are or you aren’t. But in my experience, there’s a whole load of grey when it comes to managing when a loved one has cancer. Just because you went out with friends yesterday and were joking around this morning, it doesn’t mean you won’t be affected by your dad’s bad scan results this afternoon and cry yourself to sleep tonight.

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