all my life my family has died from some kind of cancer or disease. My mom, my aunt, other family and friends, etc. it’s a terrible part of life
I’m almost 30 and I never got tested for the BCRA gene. It’s supposed to be passed down generations. I guess I was too scared to find out.
my mom died from breast cancer in 2018 and ever since then, it dawned on me that I’m also at risk. I ignored it for so long. I just settled that I was also doomed like them. (I miss them all so greatly but I’m not going to get into that.)
today, September 14th 2022 I found out I’m actually negative for the BCRA gene!!!
I’m so astonished and weirded out right now
Great news but can’t help to have a mix of guilt and happy tears.












