Ugh. I try to stay positive, but I'm most definitely in tears right now 
My dad has been a smoker since he was 13. My dad and I are absolutely inseparable even though my parents are divorced. He has suffered with substance and alcohol abuse, and really been fighting his whole life. His life was never easy, but he's the most friendly, creative, happy go lucky people I have ever met. He'd give his last dollar to someone in need, and he's been there for me through everything.
And of course he's been getting sick, he had pneumonia. Then he got a chest x-ray and now has to go to a lung specialist because of what they saw. I am not trying to jump the gun, but everything the doctor said included "cancer words". I haven't stopped crying. He came over for Easter today, and I asked him how the x-ray went, and he told me I could tell he was worried
I am trying to be as positive as possible for him.
And everything's fucked up with my thesis, my adviser is being bat shit. So my mom is all worried about me graduating because I've driven myself into the ground over this when my adviser has done nothing. So she's going to complain about her tomorrow, yikes.
I definitely have a problem with being more assertive, and I SHOULD be happy she is complaining because I am paying tuition for my adviser to ADVISE my writing, and has dragged this out an extra semester. I'm trying to graduate this May... apply to grad school, study, everything. Work. Volunteer. Take care of my dad.
Sorry to rant, I just feel so sad, worried, anxious, bleh
Hope everyone else is having a better day ::hugs::
My dad has been a smoker since he was 13. My dad and I are absolutely inseparable even though my parents are divorced. He has suffered with substance and alcohol abuse, and really been fighting his whole life. His life was never easy, but he's the most friendly, creative, happy go lucky people I have ever met. He'd give his last dollar to someone in need, and he's been there for me through everything.
And of course he's been getting sick, he had pneumonia. Then he got a chest x-ray and now has to go to a lung specialist because of what they saw. I am not trying to jump the gun, but everything the doctor said included "cancer words". I haven't stopped crying. He came over for Easter today, and I asked him how the x-ray went, and he told me I could tell he was worried
I am trying to be as positive as possible for him.
And everything's fucked up with my thesis, my adviser is being bat shit. So my mom is all worried about me graduating because I've driven myself into the ground over this when my adviser has done nothing. So she's going to complain about her tomorrow, yikes.
I definitely have a problem with being more assertive, and I SHOULD be happy she is complaining because I am paying tuition for my adviser to ADVISE my writing, and has dragged this out an extra semester. I'm trying to graduate this May... apply to grad school, study, everything. Work. Volunteer. Take care of my dad.
Sorry to rant, I just feel so sad, worried, anxious, bleh
Hope everyone else is having a better day ::hugs::
theslowrunner:
::hugs:: I hope everything goes good for your dad and I know things will work out. :-)
oklahoma:
Aww, thank you so kindly sir 