I’d Love to Tell

Cancer is also a journey and we need to look at it for what it is. It is not just a path towards the end, this means declaring yourself a loser, but also a path forward towards self-knowledge.
It is true that illness is stronger than one’s body, but one must not allow it to be stronger than one’s spirit as well.
I would like to be able to address those who, personally, carry within themselves and outside of themselves the burden of this disease which is so devastating and which truly destroys one’s energy, even the energy needed to react. I would like to address them and say that our hope, today, even before the treatment, is ourselves.
I wish I could turn to those who support cancer patients and carry their emotional burden on their shoulders. I would like to address them to thank them, but also so that they do not forget that helping does not mean replacing and supporting does not mean depriving the person they accompany of their choices and who not only goes through but lives eternally that pain that only those who suffer it can fully understand.
I wish I could address the indifferent, those who pretend that everything is fine, those who try to keep away from the suffering of others because they are afraid of it. I would like to address them to remind them that it is not by ignoring it that suffering dissolves, not even their own, the one they don’t want to see, on the contrary, it increases due to the evil they unload on those who really don’t need further pain.
I would like to be able to address many, many, who every day, in one way or another – as patients, carers, indifferent, doctors – face cancer, to be able to tell them that the person who is there with his little monster to manage is a living and living person.
Meanwhile, I turn to myself to tell myself to never betray the meaning of life and make this my dimension until my last breath.