Sep 15, 2016 11:48
Me: "Are you scared?"
Him: "No. Mostly nervous."
Me: "Good. Don't be scared."
Him: "I know you're in good hands, but this is still serious and it's hard not to be a little worried."
Even though it sucks to be dealing with this again, 13 years later, I'm glad this time around I have more support than ever before. I've always recounted my journey to other people, saying that if this were to happen to me as an adult I'd be terrified. As a kid you don't truly understand the value of life. Yet here it is again and I'm not scared at all. Like him, I'm just mostly worried - worried for the people I love that they can do nothing but watch me go through it and hope everything works out okay.