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It’s DOCTA Jade Gangsta, If Ya Nasty

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On June 16, 2017, Malcolm dog and I walked in the UCLA Luskin School of Public Affairs graduation ceremony at Royce Hall. I finished my PhD in Social Welfare! My dissertation was entitled, Occupied with Cancer: Trajectories of Employment/Education and Psychological Distress among Socioculturally Diverse Adolescent and Young Adult Cancer Patients. When I began doctoral studies at […]

Facing Chemo Project in VIEWFIND

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Sparking the Facing Chemo project as Robert Houser’s photographic subject, watching him grow it to large scale international reach, and subsequently establish the Facing Light Foundation, continues to be a personally transformative and humbling experience. “In 2008, photojournalist Robert Houser was nearing the end of a routine magazine shoot for Associations Now when his subject, Christabel, disclosed something […]

Dear Shingles, Quit Riding My Ass

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It always only lines up in retrospect–the consecutive days of splitting headaches upon waking, nerve pain coursing through my body, and extreme fatigue. But sometimes headaches are an independent event, nerve pain can be attributed to post-herpetic neuralgia, and I live with chronic fatigue as a consequence of permanent lung injury regardless. So, it’s hard […]

Five Years Ago Today, I Got Fitted (for a Radiation Mask) & Became Jade Gangster

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Five years ago today, in the thick of scary drastic cancer treatments, I wrote this documentation of what it was like to get fitted for a radiation mask. At the time, I was only writing for my private care circle of generous-AF-good-hearted helpers. For some reason, this particular post generated some very moving responses from […]

Cancer Doesn’t Inoculate Against Heartache

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It’s like I ate food that I thought was good for me, but now it’s rotting inside me. The pain of heartbreak is tearing through my veins, running over feeble organs and scar tissue, with no regard for parts of me that are already injured. “Be brave,” was the thing I said to myself, as […]