Without sounding like a cunt I will summarize as best as I can.

Together 1.5yr, going well, rarely if ever shit tested, sex on tap, we both have our own lives.

So basically she didn't feel so good, gets various tests done over a month, gets told she has a mass in her chest but that is it highly treatable and likely to fuck off completely after just a few treatments, her docs were very forward about this.

Basically I can grasp that she is scared and frustrated and probably thinking about all of the what ifs and so on.

She is about half way through treatment at the moment and all of her checkups are looking on track and the mass is shrinking at a significant rate. Her symptoms are almost nil.

At the start she applied for a few specific insurances that she had and long story short she quickly got covered financially from a few sources and actually has more monthly income now than she did prior to stopping work for treatments.

What get's me (and I don't know how to deal with this) is she has been posting all of these "I'm a fighter" and "I'm a survivor" type pictures/quotes on her social media, and she also started a crowdfunding page and in like 2 weeks raised about 3.5k for herself. She most definitely does not need to do this as she is fairly well covered financially now. She said to me how she is finally able to save money now...

She also seems to identify with cancer and treatment as a part of her personality now. Like, she will find any way to work it into conversation and it fucking drives me mad.

She also recently met with a financial advisor to discuss with them how to put some of her bills on hold, or extend them, and so on. And she told me about this and I straight up said to her that she can comfortable afford to continue paying her way and she just said that she has cancer and needs help I was like dafuk and dropped it cause who is going to argue with a cancer patient right?

She keeps fucking posting/refreshing her crowdfunding thing as well, and puts a heading like "Please help me through my battle" and I am losing respect for her each time she does it.

I dunno. Maybe I'd do the same you know? Maybe not.

It's such a weird situation to be in. Just observing her do all of this I can't help but think like oh come on fuck sake just chill it with the poor me and give me money shit. Like, you have cancer I know, I'm really sorry about it and I REALLY hope treatment stays on track and this cancer fucks off for good. But why all the outward cry for money and attention/pity.