Cancer sucks.
It really does.
Two of my friends have cancer.
Now, my step-uncle does. Brain cancer, to be exact.
My step uncle is one of my idols. He was actually the first one to figure out my sexuality, before I came out to my parents. He was, and still is, one of the nicest people I've ever met. When I was little and we visited him, he would always play with me and paint my nails. He was literally the best.
Now, he's in the hospital. They say he has a slim chance of making it through. What a great way to add on to my anxious and depressed state!
Goodbye. I'm going to cry in a corner now.
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