My friend Ella, who’s in her 20s, was recently diagnosed with cancer and she wants to share her journey with people through her blog borderlessbella.wordpress.com

She is an extraordinary writer, how she’s not a published author is beyond me. A few days ago she began chemotherapy, but before she was diagnosed, she dreamed going travelling. That is still her ultimate goal, but the chemotherapy has disrupted her ability to save and she had to move back home to focus on her recovery. If you could even donate £1, it will aid her with her medical visits as well as her dream to see the world.

A preview of Ella's blog:

"I found Leonard on a Friday. I called him that because on the Big Bang Theory I find the character of Leonard annoying, and before Leonard the lump (my Leonard) was renamed the ‘fuck shit stack’ that is cancer by my mum, annoyed is how I felt. Checking your boobs is important, but when you are not yet screening age (47 years if you’re lucky) or you’re male (around 390 men are diagnosed in the UK each year) breast cancer is understandably, unlikely, to be on your radar. If you are under 30, breast cancer is nearly unheard of – and that is where I went wrong in underestimating Leonard the lump. Because I found Leonard on a Friday, and because I knew my doctor’s surgery wasn’t open again until Monday; I decided to give Leonard the weekend to disappear. I gave him a 48 hour eviction notice, a thorough poke every now and again, both to check if he’d fucked off and to incentivise his departure, and spent the weekend fuelled by endless internet research, reassuring me the lump in my breast was, most likely, a cyst that was common to women in their 20s. Why was I annoyed and spending hours on google? Because the panicked part of my brain kept asking one question : What if it is cancer?"