Someone I trusted betrayed that trust.
I've survived cancer. A hip replacement. Things that should have broken me.
You really think I'd let a scammer be the end of this?
I'm still here. Rebranded. Refocused. @kryptookaspar.
My story doesn't stop. And neither do the projects I'm building.
This is just the beginning.
Happy Easter!
- Kaspar
The doctor kept talking.
Chemotherapy.
A port β implanted under the skin β to deliver the poison directly into my bloodstream.
No way around it. No going back.
I had one request.
Put it on my right side.
I'm left-handed.
And I wanted to keep throwing balls in the park with my friends.
That was the one thing I was holding onto.
I told the doctor.
I told the anesthesiologist.
Right before they put me under β I said it again.
Then I woke up.
My left arm wouldn't move.
In that room, I wasn't Kaspar anymore.
Not the left-handed kid who used to throw footballs in the park.
Just another case number.
Processed.
Like cattle in a slaughterhouse.
More soon. π»