That kind of reminds me of this one religion teacher I had in my senior year (I went to a private Catholic school, I don't know if I've ever told you that orz) who had cancer yet never told the class until she finally was about to beat it. She then proceeded to tell the class how the support and prayers of everyone she knew kept her alive and that if you pray enough God will help you heal. She was very "ALL YOU NEED IS PRAYER AND SUPPORT BLAH BLAH BLAH TO SURVIVE CANCER" and note this was a year after my dad had died from cancer, so I was rather peeved off she had the nerve to be like that. It doesn't matter how much support or prayer you have, you'll still fucking die from cancer if it's bad enough. God doesn't do shit to cancer, it all matters on when it's found or how much chemo you have. It also matters on the type, she just had breast cancer which is more known and so has had more cure success, while my dad had esophagus cancer which spread to other organs and so no one barely knows shit about it other than "Here, have some chemo though it might not actually help at all"
It just ... Wasn't awesome. He lived for a year after he was diagnosed which was longer than the doctors told him he would live to, probably because he was a stubborn ass who didn't want to die, but it happened anyway. There were days when I woke up for school only to hear horrible moaning coming from the other room. It would then involve a trip to the hospital. So.... Damn, I forgot my point here. Other than that I wish I could have punched my teacher in the face. Sure, you need a positive outlook and you have to be strong to fight off cancer, but my dad was all that and more. He had a lot of support from an entire organization he was a governor of, so it's not like he didn't have support or prayer at all. It just didn't do shit, and in the end the chemo just wasn't enough to keep him alive. Technically he didn't die from cancer, really, he died from the cancer rupturing his organs and him bleeding to death. :| Not pretty.
Dumb songs = Love. ALSO LOOK, I BABBLE AT YOU MORE. I haven't spoken to anyone about this for a long time.
That's a shitty thing she did. I understand what she was trying to do, but I have little patience for perpetuating bullshit by giving credit where none is due. I'd have gone off on the bitch right then and there, but I guess not doing it makes you a bigger person than I am.
Babbling is fine, Jac. You can talk to me as much as you'd like, about whatever you'd like, but you've no obligation to, so just don't feel like you HAVE to, is all.
I understand that too, I suppose it just felt like at the time she was saying cancer could always be cured with prayer and support, which is not true at all. It just made me so mad, you know? I know she didn't mean it like this, but she might as well have said "God hates your dad so that's why he died, sry2say." If there is a God, he doesn't hate anyone, he just can't do anything about what happens to us.
It's okay, I like babbling occasionally. I just don't do it a lot, I suppose.
"Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?" -Epicurus
It just ... Wasn't awesome. He lived for a year after he was diagnosed which was longer than the doctors told him he would live to, probably because he was a stubborn ass who didn't want to die, but it happened anyway. There were days when I woke up for school only to hear horrible moaning coming from the other room. It would then involve a trip to the hospital. So.... Damn, I forgot my point here. Other than that I wish I could have punched my teacher in the face. Sure, you need a positive outlook and you have to be strong to fight off cancer, but my dad was all that and more. He had a lot of support from an entire organization he was a governor of, so it's not like he didn't have support or prayer at all. It just didn't do shit, and in the end the chemo just wasn't enough to keep him alive. Technically he didn't die from cancer, really, he died from the cancer rupturing his organs and him bleeding to death. :| Not pretty.
Dumb songs = Love. ALSO LOOK, I BABBLE AT YOU MORE. I haven't spoken to anyone about this for a long time.
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Babbling is fine, Jac. You can talk to me as much as you'd like, about whatever you'd like, but you've no obligation to, so just don't feel like you HAVE to, is all.
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It's okay, I like babbling occasionally. I just don't do it a lot, I suppose.
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Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing?
Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing?
Then why call him God?"
-Epicurus
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