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My dad's in the hospital. He has a tumor on or near his spine. They think his cancer from 2004 metastasized.
I don't really know what to say. There's a huge part of me that just doesn't want to plug into this feeling. I need to get things done for school and I can't really conceive of taking the time and energy to get involved in all this.
Not to mention the fact that Diana is hovering like crazy and trying to be helpful and she's only succeeding in stressing me out. I don't need her throwing a fit in the car because she is "so stressed out" when all she's done is come over and bring groceries once and she gets to go back home to Jersey. My mother and I live with this in a way that my sisters just don't and don't have to. Please don't co-opt our stress and our concern.
Ugh.
I don't really know what to say. There's a huge part of me that just doesn't want to plug into this feeling. I need to get things done for school and I can't really conceive of taking the time and energy to get involved in all this.
Not to mention the fact that Diana is hovering like crazy and trying to be helpful and she's only succeeding in stressing me out. I don't need her throwing a fit in the car because she is "so stressed out" when all she's done is come over and bring groceries once and she gets to go back home to Jersey. My mother and I live with this in a way that my sisters just don't and don't have to. Please don't co-opt our stress and our concern.
Ugh.