unbias

So many times we as a society try and uncover the truth about true equality. The true feeling or sentiment regarding all people being built the same, with the same advantages and disadvantages as everyone else. Over the past week I've been able to see a true unbias thread, and I'm sorry to say, it's not good.
Cancer
Cancer is a monster that doesn't care who you are. I doesn't care about your political background, your charity work, your kids. It doesn't follow your tax returns, or your good deeds. It doesn't matter if you are young or old, fit or sick. When it comes for you, it comes to kill you. It is relentless in it's pursuit of all of us.
Recently it has been closer than ever before. It is a step away from our family and our house. We have seen its ugly hands stretching to the loved ones, of loved ones. It breaks up families without considering who's at the heart of it. It forces you to suffer unimaginable pain just for the chance of beating it, but it doesn't guarantee that you'll win. It can be swift or it can be drawn out, but know that it's goal is the same.
Cancer isn't something that can completely be prevented. It doesn't care if you smoke, have a history, or use an old cell phone, but don't bait it. Don't think that you're better than the others that have travelled that Chemo road. You're not. You will be treated equally. It will seek you out no matter whether you deserve it or not.
I normally don't tell people what to do, just what I think, but today they mix...

I urge everyone to take the steps to ensure that you're safe from it's evil hands. Those of you that still smoke, consider quitting. It's not worth that morning bliss with your coffee. Those of us that are getting into our late thirties(especially men) Go get screened. Yes they're going to take a look up your ass, but it's probably worth it. It's just like that night with that "dancer" in Vegas. You'll be fine....deep breaths!

I used to think that I was exempt from bad things later in my life, because of the horrendous things that happened when I was younger, but not anymore. Cancer doesn't see my side of the story, and it has no plans to listen.

When my birth father appeared in my life I was nervous about what to talk about. I was more nervous hearing about his childhood, and how a man I'd never met could have similar childhood experiences. What we did share was DNA, and if he got colon cancer, then I'll have colon cancer.
He did pass me down something else though, a warning. He was also adopted and had no idea about his family history, but he has created one for me. And I'll heed that warning well. As long as the doctor's cute and will make eye contact with me afterwards, then he\she may explore my dark passage.

If Cancer doesn't care....why should I?