hey, did I say my dad was getting a bit better?
What a freakin’ fibber I am.
Today they told me that they are gonna move him to palliative care.
I can hardly stand to listen to myself, I have turned into such a whiny little wanker.
Yep, that’s how it is.
Well, actually, there are other nasty, ugly, tortured bits, but you might think I was just making crap up because it’s almost Hallowe’en. Dark, twisted painful tales of gut-wrenching sorrow and loneliness.
I’d just like a bit of a break soon.
I don’t think it’s too much to ask.
I’d like things to settle down with my girlfriend, I’d like things to settle down with my family, I would like school to be the only complication in my life.
Can I please have that?
Don’t I deserve that yet?