I don't like to go out to clubs, because I find myself seeing remnants of drugs in the bathroom.

So I’m putting my defenses up, cause I don’t wanna fall in love. If I ever did that. I think I’d have a heart attack.

I want to show the world there is life, surprising, wonderful, and unexpected life, after diagnosis.

Go where you are wanted and stray from where you aren't. Surround yourself with positive people and environments.

My tattoos are reminders to hang in there when things get rough.

I don't let anyone's insecurities, emotions, or opinions bother me. I know that if I am happy, that's all that matters to me.

There were times I felt so anxious, almost like I was crawling out of my skin, that if I didn't do something physical to match the way I felt inside, I would explode. I cut myself to take my mind off that. I just didn't care what happened. I had no fear.