i think these last few months are gonna be the last my dad will be around for, idk what to do , i seem to think upon the future and would will change, how will we cope ( we as in my siblings n mum ) and it horrible no one is ever prepared for death, i have never lost anyone close to me and my dad would have been one of the last i expected as such a young age. i never understood cancer, or the affect but i do now, my dad who is 44 years of age was diagnosed late last year with NK/T CELL LYMPHOMA, and earlier in april a brain tumour . when i was told about the brain tumour i was gutted but with the cancer i already knew its be malignent, i have wandered and though over the months about why us, why my dad, over and over but itll never be awnsered, bad things happen to good people unfortunetly, ive read plenty of peoples own stories and it saddens me deeply that so many of us have to go through this.
fuck cancer.
