Two years ago, I found a lump in my breast. I was moisturising, enjoying one of those blissful moments of self-care where it is just you, your skin and a tub of shea butter, coconut oil, almond oil blend when the discovery sent a chill down my spine.

“I’m only 21,” I thought to myself. “It cannot possibly be anything serious.”

In the weeks that followed, the lump grew larger and became harder to ignore…

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