I am not a cancer survivor

I am a cancer misfit.

Cancer survivor implies I am still clawing my way out in some way.

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The word survivor has such a heaviness to it.

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Like the chains of cancer are still somehow dragging along behind me.

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Cancer misfit says cancer changed me, and it’s okay that I don’t fit in with who I used to be.

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And who wants to fit in anyway?

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Fitting in is overrated.

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No square peg square hole for me thank you very much.

I am a cancer misfit because cancer made me wonky and wonderful.

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And why does the word misfit have a negative connotation anyway?

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‘A person whose behaviour or attitude sets them apart from others in an uncomfortably conspicuous way.’

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Yes what we went through changed us and sets us apart.

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But no it doesn’t have to be in an ‘uncomfortably conspicuous way.’

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I am very comfortable being a cancer misfit.

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And I don’t feel conspicuous because there’s a whole tribe of you out there just like me.

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I might stick out.

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But with you I fit in.

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I’m not alone.

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You’re not alone.

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We are the cancer misfits.

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And united we stand in all our wonky and wonderful glory.

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