I was 26 years old in 2015 when I was diagnosed with cervical cancer. I had gone for the dreaded pap smear that June (my first in 3 years) and when the results came back abnormal, I didn’t think anything of it because I knew I had HPV when I was 19. Then, I put off the follow-up colposcopy for months because I had a new job and trip planned to the Bahamas. I couldn’t be bothered with something as harmless as a few abnormal cells. There was practically no indication I was sick – I felt fine, worked out regularly, and went to happy hours and out on weekends like we all do.