So my dad's dead... thats just really weird. It doesnt seem like he's dead. Just every day it feels somewhere else. Like visiting somewhere and he'll come home or something.
I feel a bit guilty because I'm relieved I have some time to myself. I can look for a job, spend time with my friends, get online. Im not at all relieved he's dead but... I havent seen my friends in months before this weekend.
I can get a job now without worrying about my dad - because my sister just vanished for days and my mom is sick most of the time to so she can't be counted on to make sure he got food.
It happened really suddenly. He was as 'ok' as he could be Sat and then monday he was dead. Its been a week now. I guess Im a b*****d. I didnt cry. I still havent.
· Tue Nov 04, 2008 @ 12:55am · 0 Comments