17/02/2026
My proudest achievement 🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔
Not everyone gets to ring the bell, but today I am beyond grateful that I can. Fighting the disease that took my mum from me at 16 has been nothing short of traumatic. Looking at my boys’ faces and wanting to protect them from the pain I felt has driven everything I do.
Nothing can truly explain the emotions I’m feeling right now.
I went to a routine screening believing I was in the best health of my life, only to be told I had an aggressive form of breast cancer. From surgery to the shock of learning it had spread, it’s been a journey I never imagined I would face.
I don’t think I’ll ever be the same person again, but I hope I’ll be an improved version. When you’re confronted with your own mortality, it humbles you in a way nothing else can and makes you realise what truly matters.
Chemo is HARD. It strips you of your identity bit by bit. Your hair, your strength, your reflection — until sometimes you don’t even recognise the person staring back at you in the mirror. There were moments I didn’t know if I would get through it. Holding myself together for my boys — so their experience of having a parent with cancer would be different from mine — was my only focus. I stayed positive for them, even when inside I was battling some very dark days.
I can’t thank my friends and family enough. I genuinely don’t believe I would be ringing this bell without the love and support they have given me.
And all the women I have met who have walked this path and helped me so much
