Blue Draped Cube
Greg talks about the moment of being given his prognosis of stage 4 cancer and what happens in the moments after someone tells you there is nothing left to help you. Don’t read without tissues, you’re going to need them.
Greg talks about the moment of being given his prognosis of stage 4 cancer and what happens in the moments after someone tells you there is nothing left to help you. Don’t read without tissues, you’re going to need them.
It’s a drag waiting for cancer test results when you’re stuck up a mountain in Spain. No amount of olives can detract from how slow time becomes but it helps if someone writes a song about you.
Sometimes strangers on a screen are the best people to reveal your darkest fears to. A love letter to the Internet and the connections that it can create. However, once you start looking for others in pain, you can’t control what you will see.
Note to self: Trying to channel a 90’s grunge icon through a Victorian Christmas decoration will not be as successful as you would like it to be and surprisingly, not be a cure for cancer.
Is it just a bit freaky to document the trauma of a life-threatening illness with photography? Is social media the right place to live out a personal crisis? Too many tricky questions for a blog? U ok hun?
A lesson for when you are suffering from post-natal depression, your baby hates the world and you really just need to take a jumper back to John Lewis without ending up a mess on the floor.