Advocacy
Behind the Baddie: How Lynley Learned Her Voice Matters
If you want to know who I am outside of breast cancer, there’s a lot we need to cover. I’m a wife of 15 years
Lynley Moses
August 22, 2026
If you want to know who I am outside of breast cancer, there’s a lot we need to cover. I’m a wife of 15 years
I was 19 years old when I found my first breast lump. What makes that moment even more unforgettable is that I found it myself
Something shifted. I left feeling renewed. I realized advocacy isn’t about doing everything. It’s about showing up. It’s about sharing your story. It’s about helping one person feel a little less alone than you did.
If there’s one thing I hope people know about me, it’s that my story is so much bigger than my diagnosis. My name is Mary,
If there’s one thing breast cancer has taught me, it’s that life isn’t something to put on hold. I’m Liz, a proud mom to my
For the Breast of Us is stepping into one of our toughest seasons yet. With nationwide cuts to DEI funding, the programs that hold our community together are at risk. From Baddie Boost and our quarterly meetups to the Baddie Ambassador Program, Baddie2Baddie Podcast, and even BaddieCon — everything we’ve built for Black and Brown women facing breast cancer needs your support to survive. This Giving Tuesday, we’re asking our community to help us hold this space up and hold it together. Your donation keeps our programs alive, our stories seen, and our sisterhood protected.
For the Breast of Us is stepping into one of our toughest seasons yet. With nationwide cuts to DEI funding, the programs that hold our community together are at risk. From Baddie Boost and our quarterly meetups to the Baddie Ambassador Program, Baddie2Baddie Podcast, and even BaddieCon — everything we’ve built for Black and Brown women facing breast cancer needs your support to survive. This Giving Tuesday, we’re asking our community to help us hold this space up and hold it together. Your donation keeps our programs alive, our stories seen, and our sisterhood protected.
Metastatic breast cancer and, honestly, depression too, taught me that life’s not about how much I can push through. It’s about how well I love myself through it.
