SLUTS WITH CLASS.
Megan-Alice: all i want is the truth. Taken: People can say what they want, but if you're going to judge me, at least get to know me first: Take me as i am or watch me as i go.
I may not be happy but i will fake a smile if it stops the questions.
Sunday night i got a call from family in England on my mums side, they called to deliver bad news. My grandad is in hospital again. He may not be my real grandad, but he was always there for me, and my mums real dad is an asshole. My mums siblings pretend like their dad was a nice good person that left them because he had to, but really he hit my nana, and sole from her, he left her hospitalised for 3 weeks. And now my grandad is dying, he has a shadow over his lung and is peeing and coughing up blood. me and my sister the only two of his 11 step grandchildren that have ever treat him like a real grandad. My family in England found out about his condition 2 weeks ago, and nobody would call to tell us, because they didnt want to be the bearers of bad news. my mum is now getting in screaming fights with her 7 siblings because not one of them would call us. I want to go and see him before he passes, but because of my trip to costa rica, i wont be able to until late next year. I wish i could just cancel my Costa Rica trip and go see him instead, but i have already paid for over half of it and mum wont let me give up now.
I wish things were different, i wish my grandparents could be in Australia with me, so i could look after them and they could live the lives they all deserve.
My other Grandad has emphysema, and though he hates the cold, he is now realising that he needs it to breath. It has begun to heat up a little in England now, and is around 20 degrees, but he is struggling to breath because the air is more muggy than it would usually be. He is in desperate need of an oxygen mask but there is not a hospital that will give him one. He also suffered from a blockage from one of his arteries, he has had surgery to remove it but it could come back, or another could form at any minute.
Sometimes i wish i could move back there, just to be with my two grandads. they mean the absolute world to me and its heart breaking to think that they could pass at any minute. i’m scared that the last time i went over may be the last time i see them.
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.: please read and pass on. it could save a life.
anon: what’s a good reason not to kill myself? i’m seriously considering it. i have nobody to talk to, to trust, no one who gives a shit about me. my life has been a downward spiral for 2 years and i can’t see it getting any better, only worse. it’s not that i want to die, it’s that i’m afraid of…
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