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This is the day I've been dreading for the last 6 months.My dad died this morning. All the family are downstairs but I can't face anyone. I was the last one with him when he died cos my mum was trying to phone the doctor. he just collapsed and was moaning i was holdinghim trying to talk to him then he just stopped breathing, he just stopped.The doctor came round and shook is head after examining him.I feel sick, I feel fucking sick. The undertakers have just taken him away. i dunno what to do, I don't want to talk to anyone, im only on here to try and take my mind off it and stay out ove everyones way.my Aunt Iris is being a pain in the arse, with her sympathy card rubbish telling me every fucking cliched thing in the book. I'm not fucking daft, I just want to be left on my own.I know it's for the best cos he had no life at all. Confined to a wheelchair, one side totally paralysed and not being able to speak or remember anything, but...........shit. What have I ever doen that was so wrong that everything in my life has gone wrong up over the last 6 months?Fuck, I just want to cry in someones arms right now, but I don't want to see anyone, my head is going north & south.