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Adrian's cancer is back.
I... I'm just...
I just can't even emote right now.
My mom called, and told me, and she cried. I held it together until I had to tell Liz.
This sucks, and it's unfair, and I really want somebody to be mad at, but the only thing coming to mind right now is God, and that's neither constructive nor is it fair to Him.
So I guess I'll just be mad at the doctors for not curing Adrian, despite the fact that the survival rate for this cancer is like... .001%.
wtf, everything.
I... I'm just...
I just can't even emote right now.
My mom called, and told me, and she cried. I held it together until I had to tell Liz.
This sucks, and it's unfair, and I really want somebody to be mad at, but the only thing coming to mind right now is God, and that's neither constructive nor is it fair to Him.
So I guess I'll just be mad at the doctors for not curing Adrian, despite the fact that the survival rate for this cancer is like... .001%.
wtf, everything.