There’s a version of me no one sees. The one curled up on the bathroom floor, shaking, because my body has betrayed me again. The one who stares at …
The Mess No One Sees
There’s a version of me no one sees. The one curled up on the bathroom floor, shaking, because my body has betrayed me again. The one who stares at …
The Mess No One Sees
Hello,

Welcome to mojo and the mess, This isn’t the blog I ever expected to write — but it’s the one I needed.
I’m Izzy, a twenty-something living (and dying) with terminal cancer, navigating the messy, heartbreaking, unexpectedly beautiful in-between. Here, you’ll find raw reflections, real talk, dog snuggles (shoutout to Mojo), and the unfiltered truth about what it’s like to face the end of your life before it really got going.
This space is for the ones who’ve felt forgotten, the ones who don’t know what to say, and the ones who are still holding on. It’s not always pretty, but it’s always honest.
Thanks for being here. You’re part of the mess now — and I mean that in the best way.
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