Hi everyone, I’m Kash.

I’m 33 years old — originally from Victoria, now living in Wangi Wangi, NSW — and a Mum to three beautiful girls who are my whole world.

Over the past couple of years, I’ve learned that my family carries a strong and aggressive history of breast cancer, often affecting women at very young ages. Two years ago, I went through genetic testing and found out I carry the BRCA2 gene mutation.

Hearing those words changed everything. It means I have about an 87% chance of developing breast cancer and a 40–60% chance of ovarian cancer in my lifetime. For me, it’s never really been if — but when.

Coming to terms with that has been incredibly hard. I’ve spent the last couple of years processing it, trying to stay strong for my girls, and figuring out what to do next — all while putting on a brave face and pretending I’ve got it all together.

When I turn 40, I’ll also need to have my ovaries removed to reduce the risk of ovarian cancer, but right now, my focus is on facing the biggest risk first.

In 2024, I made the decision to have a bilateral preventative mastectomy. It’s not something anyone ever wants to face, but I know it’s the best chance I have to be here — healthy and present — for my girls. This surgery will lower my risk from 87% down to less than 5%. Without it, my life would be filled with constant scans, endless appointments, and the lingering fear of “what if?”.

It wasn’t until my most recent appointments that I realised just how major this surgery actually is.

Now, if you know me, you know I’m allergic to asking for help. Symptoms include chronic exhaustion, stubborn independence, and the occasional meltdown while trying to do everything myself. I’m that person who’d have a baby on Monday and be back doing your brows by Wednesday. (You know i did)

And with my classic ADHD “I’ve got this!” mindset, I honestly thought I’d be out of hospital in two days and back to normal after a week. But the reality is very different — I’ll be in hospital for about a week, and recovery at home will take several more weeks. It’s going to be tough physically, emotionally, and financially.

After a lot of hesitation (because I’ve never been one to ask for help, especially money), I decided to start this GoFundMe. The funds raised will go directly toward helping us manage daily expenses — bills, food, school needs, and any extra support we might need at home while I recover and can’t work.

I know times are hard for everyone right now, especially with Christmas around the corner, but if you’re in a position to help in any way — even the smallest — it truly means the world to us. Every little bit helps more than words can say.

My surgery is scheduled for November 10th, right before Christmas — and right before my girls’ birthdays. My eldest turns five on December 21st, and my youngest turns three on December 23rd. It breaks my heart that I might not be as hands-on as usual during those special moments, but I’ve planned ahead and made sure they’ll still have their birthdays and Christmas magic. My girls will never go without.

This journey has been filled with fear, pain, and uncertainty — but also love, gratitude, and hope. I’ve had many open conversations with my kids over the past year to prepare them, so they understand what’s happening and know that Mum isn’t “sick.”

And through it all, I couldn’t have done any of this without Ben, the one person I’ve been able to lean on. He’s been my rock through every appointment, every sleepless night, and every tear.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for taking the time to read, share, and support my story. Your kindness helps me take this huge step toward a longer, healthier, and happier life with my children.

If you’d prefer to help directly rather than through GoFundMe, please feel free to contact me.

With all my love and gratitude,

Kash