We Are Much Better Than We Know.

People Refer To 'the Good Ol' Days', But I Don't Know What They're Talking About. As Someone Who's Battled Cancer, If I Lived More Than 20 Years Ago, I'd Be A Dead Man.

I Want To Finish By Saying That I Intend To Be An Avid Spokesperson For Testicular Cancer Once I Have Beaten The Disease. I Want This To Be A Positive Experience And I Want To Take This Opportunity To Help Others Who Might Someday Suffer From The Same Circumstance I Face Today.

I Tried To Control The Narrative.

How Many Times Do I Have To Say It? … Well, It Can't Be Any Clearer Than 'i've Never Taken Drugs.'

Suffering, I Was Beginning To Think, Was Essential To A Good Life, And As Inextricable From Such A Life As Bliss. It’s A Great Enhancer. It Might Last A Minute, But Eventually It Subsides, And When It Does, Something Else Takes Its Place, And Maybe That Thing Is A Great Space. For Happiness. Each Time I Encountered Suffering, I Believed That I Grew, And Further Defined My Capacities – Not Just My Physical Ones, But My Interior Ones As Well, For Contentment, Friendship, Or Any Other Human Experience.