Malu
I leave Rafa’s office feeling chased by a thousand demons. The news he gave me felt like a bomb exploding on my lap. How could I not notice he’s fallen in love for someone else? How could I’ve been so silly to think I had him in my hands and that he would always be there on my reach? He was, for the first time, trying to be happy in a relationship. I know how hard that must be for him. I can’t spoil that imposing my disease on him. No, no way. Who am I to throw over him the responsibility of taking care of a person as sick as I am?
I reflect upon everything I’ve read about leukemia and its implication on my life. Is it worthy to face such an aggressive treatment if I have no one else? I don’t have a family, I can’t work with the only thing I know how to do. I can’t impose to my best
