When I felt a lump on my 37 year-old breast over Christmas weekend 2016, I felt as if the rug was pulled out from under me. Yes, I was too young to qualify for mammograms. I was also too young to care. From that moment on, my very being will forever be linked to triple negative breast cancer. I pushed through my treatments and bilateral mastectomy with a smile. A wore a “brave face” mask that shielded family, friends, and…