How I Went From Beating Cancer to Launching 'New World Porter'
WARNING: This post may contain highly inappropriate touching in the fresh fruit section.
In 2009, I was dying of leukemia.
14 years later, I’m still alive, struggling to figure out how to test the ripeness of an avocado without feeling like a pervert.
That’s unrelated to my cancer diagnosis by the way - I just feel uncomfortable lightly fingering fresh produce.
Did I learn anything during my 7 months of chemotherapy? Do I have a unique perspective on life? Do I have any life lessons to share outside of “I’m 95% sure it’s not gay to receive a testicular exam from a male nurse”?
Yeah… I do.
And, like many young adults, I’m sick to death (a poor choice of words considering my background with cancer), of life advice that’s unrelated to my lived experience.
The pressure to balance meaningful work with a worthwhile life can feel crushing. Where, when and how to get started can feel like impossible targets when you want to change aspects of your life.
So that’s why I’m here.
To share my experience as a cancer survivor. To offer a new perspective that might help make your life a little happier, easier and more rounded. And to throw a giant middle finger to the sky at a self-help industry that’s commercialised beyond recognition.
If any of that resonates with you, awesome.
Stick around for some life advice (that doesn’t suck) and let’s make sense of this ‘New World Porter’ together.
Yours in time,
Alexander Porter
You should open a brewery; ‘New World Porter’ is an excellent name for a nice pint…
Alex, your sense of humor is deadly. Really. Subscribing to keep you off the streets, safe from volatile penal-colony Australian descendants.