Going through a rough patch
Things with Papa are tough. He's still very confused and having problems with his mind. We are going to see him tomorrow. Sometimes I feel so guilty not being there all the time. I feel bad going about and trying to live my life normally, while he's suffering and talking about dying. The nurse told mom and Nama yesterday that he had a heart attack. That adds a whole new spin on the situation.
I also have decided to discontinue being friends with a person who seems to have no regard for my feelings, or my career. He somehow thinks his selfish ways are OK, which is what lead me to cut off all contact. I let him go from my band because I, and some around me, could see that he was going to cause me more harm than good. He may not realise what he's doing, but I find it completely disgusting.