37 – Spoiler Alert – I Still Have Cancer
Do you know what I am terrible at? Updating. I am so awful at it. I think this year has been quarantined away from me, because I cannot even begin to think where it has gone. It’s just gone. My last update was in February, and I am truly sorry that I didn’t update again sooner. In the months that have passed, I have really just been focussing on me, but not in the “Rebel Wilson’s Year of Health” kind…
36 – The Evolution of Hair, Pt 2
A pictorial update as promised; The Evolution of Hair, updated edition. My hairdresser Brianna Lace has been with me since the beginning. She was the one who shaved all my hair off, and she has had such empathy and kindness for me ever since. I tell everyone they should go see her. She is worth every penny for the care and attention to detail she puts into each and every hair cut. I love her so much I have her…
33 – The Hairs of Chameleon
(Original title: The Heir of Slytherin) Every time I go to the hairdresser, I apologise for my hair. Sometimes because it’s dirty, but mostly because of the mess it’s going to make on the floor. I have so much hair. It is thick, and I have a lot of it, and when it’s on the ground it’s just everywhere. Through the diagnostic process, I knew I had cancer. I just knew it, and I made the decision to cut my…
32 – The Chamber of Cancer
(Original title: The Chamber of Secrets) It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I’ve been going to a writing class on Wednesdays, and the last session is this week. I’ll be sad when I don’t have it to look forward to anymore, because I’ve really enjoyed learning different tricks to work through writers block and practising writing for solid lengths of time where your fingers aren’t allowed to stop typing (which usually means I end up writing stream of…
31 – A Break in Jamaica
Maybe it’s the rum or the sun or the fresh food or the cool breeze or the sleep I’m finally getting, but I’ve been a little bit melancholy on what should have been an awesomely happy trip. There’s been a day or two when I just needed some gentle reassurance that I’m okay and that I can actually have fun if I want to, but I feel like I’ve hit a wall in a bunch of ways and I can’t…