10/30/2025
đ As Breast Cancer Awareness Month wraps upâŠ
Letâs get real for a minute.
Iâm not here for the pink ribbons and picture-perfect posts â Iâm here for the real ones.
For the warriors who stared cancer in the face and said, âNot today.â
For the ones who lost their hair but never their fight.
For the ones who screamed, cried, broke down, and still showed up anyway.
For the sisters weâve lost â your light still burns in every one of us left standing.
And to the angels in scrubs â the nurses who held my hand when I was shaking, the doctors and surgeons who fought beside me in the trenches, the caregivers, techs, therapists, and quiet heroes who carried the weight when I couldnât â you are the unsung warriors in this battle.
This month isnât just about awareness â itâs about remembrance, rebellion, and resilience.
Itâs about turning pain into power and scars into symbols of survival.
So hereâs my gratitude â raw, unfiltered, and loud as hell â for every Motherf***ing Warrior, every healer, every soul who stood with me.
And a great big thank you to all who loved me when I felt unlovable â who reminded me that broken doesnât mean defeated, and that healing is messy, beautiful, and worth it. đ
Weâre not just survivors.
Weâre the damn revolution. đȘđŒ