So, aged 35 and having just finished a year of breast cancer treatment I have decided to start dating again after a year off. Admittedly, the last year wasn’t spent on a surfing yoga holiday or learning how to be a warden on a game reserve or on a Writing Romantic Fiction course in Tuscany or doing anything appropriate for my mid-30s. All year has been taken up with a seemingly endless procession of treatments: chemotherapy, surgery, radiotherapy and even growing an extra hump of skin on my back as there was cancer in my skin and I had to lose so much of it that there wasn’t enough skin on my entire body to replace what I needed to lose.
But for now the hospital treatment is over. Now it is time to get back to the business of dating: 10 pounds heavier; scars all over my chest and back and wearing a wig. Yesterday I bit the bullet and signed up to Tinder – the latest online dating craze. I’m going to write about my dates here.
Wish me luck?