Everything is slowly but surely crashing down. Everything.
On Monday, my aunt went in for a surgery that was supposed to fix all her problems. The doctors found cancer. Pancreatic cancer. She has months left.
She was supposed to feel all better, but no. The universe apparently had a different plan.
But that's not the extent of the problem by any means.
Just over a year ago, my Grandmother passed away from a very deadly form of pancreatic cancer. It turns out ut runs in families, putting my mother, my cousin, and me at extremely high risk.
This cancer is pulling my family apart. When my grandma was sick, I didn't see my mother for weeks, and when I did see her, she was screaming at me. Now, its happening again, and I feel like I'm losing her as well.
Its just my dad; my brother, and me, it seems, but my father isn't exactly the comforting type, and my brother doesn't know what's going on.
I know exactly what's going on, so I spend the majority of the day in my room with my door closed. Apparently, my parents think that I'm in 'my own little world' and don't care about anything. Well, excuse me, your the one who screams at me whenever uou see me.
Last night, I received the first letter from thr area where I used to live in years. It was my old friend's mother. It turns out my friend took her own life. I hadn't seen her in years, but it still hurts.
A friend of mine was in an abusive relationship, where he kept threatening to kill himself. I was the one to tell thr counselor. The guy wants to kill whoever said anything, but he doesn't know it was me. But I'm scared he'll find out. If he does, I know he'll come after me.
I spend ever hour juggling grades, band, activities. I lost my grandma, was bullied out of an elementary school, don't fit in, and I'm a crippled teenager. Can't the universe just give me a break? Please?
I feel like I'm juggling eggs, tons of them. And if I drop one, I will surely slip and drop them all.


















































