Since my breast cancer diagnosis, dozens of people have shared their death-by-cancer stories with me. It is such a bizarre phenomen. I was diagnosed with a disease that kills people. I know this. I think about it daily. Being reminded every time I go out in public is tough for me. But alas, it happens. A lot. It’s hard for me to hear about Your uncle who died from prostate cancer Your mom who fought breast cancer for 10 years before it took her life Your best friend from college whom you watched wither away at age 20 Your nephew’s…