here is a fucking thread on why the brain cancer fic is the worst fucking fic to ever exist.
and this is gonna be my last fucking warning. next time I see one of y'all talking about it, I'm unfollowing you.

and ps, to those of you who never read it, don't.

so if you are going to sit here and belittle the fact that I am genuinely triggered by this fucking fic, or if you think this fic was "beautifully written", unfollow me now. because I am not gonna be mutuals with someone who is that ignorant.

to begin, for those who don't know, in 2014-2015, my mom suffered from glioblastoma, the same form of brain cancer that louis had in this stupid, inaccurate fic. the amount of similarities in this fic to my situation are huge.

let's start with the similarities:
both my mom and louis lasted five months
they had the same form of brain cancer
that's it, but you'll see why those are the only similarities in a moment.

not too long after my moms surgery, she lost her full ability to walk, meaning she couldn't do it without a walker. but in this fic, louis HAD. SEX. WITH. HARRY. in what world is that possible or okay in any way? how the FUCK can you romanticize a deadly disease like that?

and last but not least, that mother fucking letter.

yes, every case of brain cancer is different, I get that, but in this case, glioblastoma being one of the strongest, most deadly forms of brain cancer, there is no fucking way louis would have been able to walk properly, let alone have sex and write a mother fucking letter.

first of all, louis never had the initial surgery after being diagnosed in the fic, my mom did. and you would think that would change the amount of time they lasted, making them different, but no. they're the same.

my mom hardly knew I was IN THE ROOM WITH HER. but no. let's make louis have the ability to have sex. yeah. that seems to make sense mhm let's go for it.

my mom couldn't writer her own fucking name. she couldn't hold a fucking pencil properly. but this bitch made louis write a whole ass letter before he was about to DIE. now YOU tell ME where the FUCK that makes sense. at all.