A personal experience with a chemo port during breast cancer treatment, from refusing it at the beginning to eventually realising how much easier it made chemotherapy, infusions, and recovery overall.

I want to start sharing a bit more of the practical things that happen during chemo. The stuff that sits somewhere between medical reality and everyday life. Hair loss is one of those things, and there’s no point pretending it’s not a big deal. Going into chemo, my main focus was very clear: I wanted to get through it, I wanted to be healthy, I wanted to survive this. But at the same time, hair still mattered to me. Probably more than I expected. And yes, part of that is just

I thought I missed Berlin. What I was actually feeling was grief. After cancer, nostalgia hits differently.

After 7 months of treatment, I reached complete response. But with BRCA1, surgical menopause, and more decisions ahead, healing is far from over.

Explore my journey from blame to healing, inspired by Gabor Maté’s work. Mind-body patterns, compassion, and self-accountability.

From Berlin to Melbourne, from dreams to chemo: this is how it began.