Bethany
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~ Bethany: July ~

Each model is supposed to tell you about herself. I don't want to. I want to talk about cancer. It's why we are doing this, after all.

My father beat testicular cancer 30 years ago. My mother is fighting ovarian cancer right now. Uncle Norman died of lung cancer. Cliff died of pancreatic cancer. Lisa beat breast cancer. Her mother died of ovarian cancer. And Heather, Heather is beating her lymphoma as I type this. She is fighting it every step of the way.

Who am I? I am the sister, daughter, mother, friend, niece, aunt, and neighbor that wants the research stepped up. I want a cure, yesterday. I want answers. I want treatments that work. I want an open dialogue between modern mainstream science and holistic healers that results in a combined fight against a common foe; a fight that WINS. I want my son to see the cure found during his adulthood, and before he ever needs it.

Who am I? I am the citizen tired of my government urging everyone to quit smoking while continuing to allow corporations to pollute and poison our air and water. I am the registered voter that is demanding we stop spending money on war overseas and start spending it on answers and cures.

Who am I? I am the adult tired of being scolded for using real sugar or eating carbohydrates or drinking coffee when our school cafeterias serve fried cheese sticks and tell our children it's a balanced meal.

Who am I? I am the daughter of a cancer survivor and current cancer-fighter who is tired of the person fighting cancer being blamed for getting cancer in the first place. Only 3 of the people I know with cancer smoked. Only one of those got lung Cancer. The question of why people get cancer is not answered by what the person did. It's more. It's bigger. And I want that answer.

Who am I? I am the woman that took off her clothes to get your attention to fight cancer. Fight it harder, faster, more than you ever have before.

Who am I? I am every pissed off person that has lost someone to cancer. I am you. Only naked.

Contact Bethany: bethany@limeproject.org.