My own private pitty party

Apr 15, 2006 20:14

skywalkerchick posted about her own situation and my quick response became sorta the post I've been meaning to write about my friend. I visited him Thursday and got the word direct form him. It's not good news, but I feel a little bit of comfort I couldn't have before. I mean, when I first got wind of the situation, I didn't know if he'd be around by the end of this month. I won't say much, but he will be around the end of this month. Here's my comment/post...

I can identify. This shit with my friend Gary has put me in the same mindset. Everywhere I see any reference to cancer or dying, I feel like it's some cosmic pinch or poke or reminder that this is happening in my real life. The worst is every time I catch myself feeling bad about my friend, I feel like I'm being selfish. As much as it sucks for me, it's HIS illness and his pain (physical and emotional). And his family's loss will be immeasurably more painful than my own. It's hard for me to reconcile these two emotional responses, the voice that wants to cry and feel sorry for myself and the voice that says to quit being selfish.

OK, so what should have been a quick response became my own post. I guess i've been wanting to get some of this out but needed to be prompted first.

gary

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