My name is Deborah Roques. I am a 29 year-old French woman who's been calling Singapore home for the past 4 years. I was diagnosed with breast cancer in early 2015 and underwent surgeries, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, and hormonal treatment. I'm in remission now.
Chemotherapy is a living hell. When everything started, I really felt dead inside. The medication made me feel so physically and psychologically bad that it made me wonder what hell could be like. I was dead. At least, I felt like it. I lived through what I thought was hell for 4 months.
I was diagnosed with breast cancer at the beginning of January 2015. On that day, the 5th of January, I was told that a crab is gnawing at me from inside. I immediately understand that I have to be in control in order to break his momentum and stop him.
Sport has always been an important part of my life. As a child and during my teenage years, I was raised in an environment where physical activities, and their combination of benefit and pleasure, had constantly been at the center of my personal life and our family balance. It had always brought me some peace, and it also helped me go through the chemotherapy. During my treatment, sport was one of the few salutary activities that kept me going forward and allowed me to feel “good” in my daily life during this period of time.