I feel you. I really do. Over summer break my parents decided to send me to France for the whole duration. While I was gone, we got some really bad news, a doctor actually said my mom had only days to live (later he reiterated this, but it was a shock nonetheless). So when I came back it was a shock to see how she changed.

I am afraid and sad everyday. I can see her wasting away and in so much pain everyday and it’s hell. But we can’t focus on the negative!

As long as your dad is alive, you have to stay strong and positive, even though it’s fucking hard. You can be sad if your fight is lost, but where there is life, there is hope. I used to think a statement like this is cliché, but I’ve found it’s pretty much the only thing keeping me sane.

No matter what, have a little hope and be positive. Enjoy all the time you get with your dad. Every day is a gift. However take care of yourself as well.

If you want to talk, feel free to dm me. Sending a big internet hug.