I Had Skin Cancer. What I Did. What I’m Doing Now.

A small spot under my eye turned into a chronic personal nightmare for 8 years. In 2018, this light spot showed up under my eye. I thought little of it, just a sunspot or summer freckle, right? Well, over the course of the next two years, it expanded, then it began beveling out. I treated it with all the basic natural skin supports - castor oil, vitamin C, numerous healing balms, everything under the sun I could find. By 2022/2023, I realized this could be truly concerning, so I went in to see my now all-time favorite, Dr.Julia Hunter. We weren’t 100% sure what it was, but I knew at that time I did not want a biopsy because even if it was cancer, I was not eager to have it cut out. Removals are done far too often and too early in my opinion, so instead we went the route of laser and more aggressive natural topicals. At that time, we attributed it to my life-long exposure to mold/mycotoxins and very slow detox capabilities. Also, potentially a viral-based wart-like activity, that had led to a lot of skin damage and overall premature aging and pre-cancerous marking on my arms, legs and face. Due to this, I dove into ozone therapy at Dr. Hunter’s recommendation. I became an expert on ozone insufflation and started doing topical treatments. It altered my spot, and I could tell it was shifting, but not resolving. Over the next few years, I did more laser treatments, acupuncture, electric shock, and more various topical supports. This is around the time I was also introduced to hyperbaric and red light. This combo actually ended up changing my body and my life. My energy skyrocketed, my hormones rejuvenated, or I should say balanced for the first time ever, and my mental clarity and overall awakeness to my life landed. I came out of a fog I didn’t even know I had been in since 2011.

While my life altered, my spot was still struggling to fully resolve. I decided it was time to get a biopsy, just to verify that it wasn’t cancer. I wanted to be responsible. Well, the biopsy ended up basically removing the spot itself, so for a brief 6 months I had relief, but the lab results came back convoluted. They were sent out to another lab for deeper examination, and they eventually landed on a rare form of skin cancer, but even then, remained a bit inconclusive because the activity was so unusual. Dr. Hunter and I found this hilarious, because it confirmed our suspicions that it had been a form of classic skin cancer, but due to all that I had done it wasn’t able to progress as normal. It was stuck and not resolving, but at the same time not able to multiply. I did a full body MRI and thermography to confirm for myself the absence of cancer in other regions, and those came back clear. I felt safe and good for the first time in years.

To deal with the stuck cancerous cells, I decided to use Curaderm - a topical cancer-killing cream that is incredibly effective at literally eating away any skin that is not healthy. It works, but it’s also a bit brutal to apply and maintain with a facial spot so close to the eye, because it requires multiple applications, full coverage and is quite activating to the eye itself. Probabaly the most challenging part of this whole journey was the hit it took on my vanity. I had to walk around with a bandage on my face for months for mulitple rounds. I also was already dealing with the impact it had on my work and the way I was received by people on the every day. It was rare that it wasn’t commented on or stared at. I grew up with acne all over my face as a teenager and young adult and that was nothing to this. Your face is everything as anyone whose moved through something like this knows. There is no real hiding it. Makeup cannot hide a hole. When I was acting and modeling it was the most brutal. Back to the Curaderm, I was also willing to go through all this becuase it was kinda the final test to see if there was cancer that needed to be consumed by the topical pac man - Curaderm. If it ate my skinand created a hole again, then I knew there were still cancerous cells and I’d have to let it keep going till it ate all of it away - a potential 3-12 months experience. Well, I ended up doing multiple rounds, of course, which was brutal, but I needed to follow through. This treatment is not for the weak, especially when the spot is dead center under your eye for all to observe and comment on. Oh and another huge part of this story - this was all happening while I was moving through a divorce. Let’s just say it may have been the lowest and hardest point of my entire life, definitely thus far. Eventually it hit the stopping point and I finished the Curaderm. I had a noticeable and bit knarly scar from the treatment, but I kinda didn’t care anymore, I was so done and weary of it all. While my face healed from this battle, I let it breathe and allowed myself to focus on other areas of my life and in a way almost ignore it. I needed a break.

In 2025, I noticed some returning veins feeding the scar and a bit of a return of beveling. An intuitive feeling that had been in the back of my mind for many years came to the surface, and I decided to trust it. My divorce actually gave me the freedom to really consider it – a connection to my ex and the state our relationship created in my body. This is more personal, and I’m not ready to share the full story, but the feeling got stronger and stronger until finally, at the end of 2025 summer, I decided to get it reset. I went to a plastic surgeon I had cultivated a relationship with years prior, when I was considering a Moher’s removal. He is the BEST, by the way. HIGHLY recommend. Reach out if you ever need a recommendation. He kindly set me up, and 2 weeks before I left for Paris, I went in for the surgery. It was a big big move for me. I DO NOT let people touch my body in the medical world. I have severe medical trauma from my childhood, and so it’s very challenging for me to trust any medical professional with my body, especially in this way. But I knew so deeply that removing this scar and the remaining unhealthy tissue, and resetting it, was part of my full release and post-marriage healing. And boy was I right. I had such a powerful emotional release as he cut it out. I don’t have words to describe it. It was spiritual for me and more than enough to confirm my internal knowing. The post-surgical recovery was a bit brutal for me, especially having to get on a flight 2 weeks after. But it was beyond worth it, and I actually healed really, really well. The scar is barely visible, but just enough to remind me to never let myself repeat my past and to stand as a symbol of what I’ve walked through. I love scars for this reason. They’re like tattoos that you don’t choose - they’re given to you by life itself. They make you uniquely you.

So here I stand, 10 months out from the removal of all that my cancer represented. My heart hasn’t felt this free and fresh in over 15 years. The physical glow up has been, well, quite noticeable. The aura and energy shift, undeniable and consistently commented on. I share this story because I want you to know that if you’re carrying a burden through a symptom, whether it’s a visible manifestation like mine or an invisible one like pain or depression, it can heal, and you can experience freedom - it may just take far longer than you ever want or imagine it could. I call this your north star. I healed and resolved SO MUCH in my body and in my life through trying to solve this one symptom. My frustration and determination and well, let’s be honest, my vanity, kept me going for years upon years - almost a decade. It took me down roads I would never have traveled, connected me to people I had no other reason to meet, and forced me to look at myself and ask the hardest questions and to speak the most brutal things I’ve ever thought about myself and the one I loved the most. I learned more than I ever have through this north star. I’m now on the other side, fully. I can see it all so clearly. When I was in it though, there were MANY dark nights of the soul. MANY angry moments. MANY internal collapses and moments of giving up. Yet, I never fully gave in. This is the strength of a Sensitive (and perhaps a Saturn and Pluto heavy chart). I feel everything, and always have, so to survive this life, I developed a resilience so great that I can actually move through things most humans would never choose, let alone survive. The world sees the tip of the iceberg I hold. My strength is deep and heavy and wide, despite my tenderness, emotionality and high sensitivity.

I would bet you are the same. If you have been given a cancer journey, whether it’s long and shallow like mine or briefer and life-shattering, I know you can face it. Life is a gift meant to be lived. We are not promised full health. It is not something we can earn or guarantee. What we can pursue is the noblest way through. The honest path, using it to mirror our reality back to us, to perhaps courageously choose to see ourselves and the world we’ve built through our choices reflected back at us. There’s no pussy footing around once cancer is on the table. You are forced to save yourself. It’s almost like a purifying fire. What stays is what’s meant to last. What burns away is what’s meant to go and possibly even part of why the cancer developed and grew in the first place. If you have cancer (as an adult), there’s no doubt about it - you lost yourself. It’s time to come home. It’s time to relearn or perhaps for the first time understand who God made you to be in this world, and no longer run or hide from it. Cancer is one of the ultimate wake-up calls - don’t waste it, even if it’s mild like mine. Use it to change your life and move forward with purpose and true aliveness. Be ALIVE.

Okay, so back to the present. What do I do now to stay on top of my health? LOTS. Mostly because I always have - I’m a health nerd to the max, but also because I understand that cancer is a constant in our bodies. It’s about maintaining a state that does not allow it to have control or to beat out my own immune system’s protective force. I am currently relying heavily on ozone insufflation mainly because it’s free for me, since I invested in a home unit years ago, and also it’s easy to do as often as I want. I do ear, vaginal and rectal insufflation - infusing my brain, reproductive organs and entire gut tract with reviving oxygen! In other words, I’m supporting my body on a localized and systemic base. Oxygen is one of the main ways I keep my cells alive, regenerative, and strong. I also have a very regular at-home lymphatic routine, using heel tapping, body patting, theracane, Chi swing and go to my neighborhood sauna weekly. I use lots of supplements - but I loooove supplements, so this is a good fit for me. I support my whole system at an organ function level, as I believe this is what creates a body that can protect against cancer - daily health function is the key. I choose to direct my supplements in a very targeted manner towards my unique areas of vulnerability. I have identified these over the years through medical astrology mapping, Human Design typing, advanced microbiome labs, heavy metal testing, toxin testing and more. I know my patterns. I’ve tracked and watched my body go through hell and back numerous times at this point and each time I recover, I gain a new level of edge. This last round has brought me to the best health of my life!

As much as I don’t want to focus on beauty as the only sign of health - it is the one you’ll get the most feedback on from others. I am regularly, if not always assumed to be a 28 year old by all generations. Young or old, they assume I’m at least 10 years younger than I am. I am solidly 38, and the interesting piece that you now know form reading my epically long story above, is that I am just coming out of the most devastating and stressful years of my life. So why the glow? I am now living freely, honestly, and in much better alignment with how I was always created to live. Annnnnd it SHOWS. All my lessons from my cancer have brought me to this place.

Other supports include staying on top of my hydration with really good spring water, eating according to my blood type (this I fully embraced in the last year), simplifying my skin care, living in a low mold/healthy house environment and of course, no longer allowing anyone in my life that needs me to reduce my nature to feel good about themselves, does not match my generosity of spirit, or only wants me around if I am able and willing to rescue them.

I feel a bit cliché with some of this, but it’s the reality of what I’ve experienced. I have watched many millennial women go through very similar journeys over the last 5 years. I believe we are the turning point. We are here to stop the patterns our mothers and grandmothers and great grandmothers couldn’t, and to be real with you, often through accepting deeply painful losses. We are calling the men of our generation to a higher form of love and partnership. One that in all fairness, they were never or rarely raised or required to give. Now they have to choose and sometime they will and sometimes they wont. All we can do is own our own side of the fence. We are the shift. We are setting a new standard. We are protecting and offering our daughters and the women after us a new way by pushing the door open and stumbling through it. Like baby giraffes, we are making our way, initiating a new mutually beneficial form of love. One where neither partner dominates, but both come together, in a beautiful, loving, and supportive way, as whole humans creating something bigger and more magical together, instead of “completing” each other. No one loses themselves in the name of “compromise”, yet both feel held and seen and backed. Perhaps it’s a pipe dream as the generations before us say, but I’ve already had glimpses of it, and I know deep down it’s what I am made for and it’s a huge part of my personal cancer story. My body, my north star, kept drawing me towards this journey. Now, I feel it’s finally guided me home. Back to myself, to the human I never had the chance to fully discover. I’m delighted to say I really love and like her!

This long share is just a glimpse into the depth of what I’ve moved through since 2018, but I hope it brings a moment of connection, some knowing or a bit of peace to your soul. I know I am not so unique that my story is rare. You’ve experienced something similar in some way. Tell me about it. I want to know your story too. We heal through connection. Through feeling deeply, owning our reality, and telling our stories, not just for ourselves but also for our fellow humans. So speak your story here in the comments or message me and let yourself heal a bit through it. May the rest of your day be full of reflection and personal release after reading my story. Sending you so much love, my fellow human.