Since my father was diagnosed with stage 4 glioblastoma.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough anymore, I’m failing my family .
Im so tired.
my aunt died
my abuelo died
my dad is terminal,
I hope bad things happen only in pairs not “3’s”
I don’t know what to do. Usually I tell myself it’s ok and to let myself feel those thought. But I’m fighting really hard not to and I can’t stop.
My dad has terminal brain cancer.
Since November I’ve lost almost 30lbs in stress weight. I’m unable to sleep for more then 5hrs at a time. Constantly in fear that at any moment he is going to be gone.
I’m filled with so much regret and sadness. I thought we would have more time to mend our relationship.
I don’t know if I’m ready to forgive you yet but the universe has other plans.
Am I dreaming?
Cried watching the news, when a story about high schoolers volunteering to help with meals on wheels dressed as their mascots came on. The older people all interviewed were so happy to have something so simply special happen to them.
All I could think about is how I didn’t spend enough time eating food with my grandma. How I never called enough.
Call your grandparents often.
