My life is really quite great. I have great friends. I have a great school and I get good grades. I have a great home, I have food to eat and water to drink.
My last post on here was over half a year ago. I'd recently found out my mum had cancer. Has cancer. Because it's not going to go away. It's here to stay until the day she dies. I know that. And it sucks. And that's the one small part of my life that is not great at all. But it isn't a small part of my life at all - it's massive, and it's so so unfair.
I'm starting grade 11 in 2 days. I'm section leader for the clarinet section - my dream since I joined the band in grade 9. And I achieved that dream a year earlier than I'd even anticipated! But I can't even appreciate that sort of thing now. How can i even be happy about it? And I have a semi-formal this year, but how can I even get excited about that now? Two years ago my friends and I would talk about what we would dress up as. I don't even know if my mum will be here for it now.
I'm starting to realize just how much my mum's cancer affects everything else in my life. Like a domino effect. I'm 16. My biggest worry should be boys and getting good grades. Stupid, stupid things like that.
I just don't undertsand how life could have been going so great, and then something like this happens, and changes everything. Sometimes I stop and think that it can't be true. This sort of thing doesn't happen to my family. It just shouldn't. It shouldn't happen to anyone.
I know my mum's going to die. I guess we've all accepted that now. Miracles don't happen. But that's not the hardest part. My mum has gone crazy. She comes upstairs from lying on her bed, screaming. Crying. I don't even know what to do anymore. My mum went to the hospital last year for 2 weeks for her depression. For about a week she was a lot happier, we went to church, she'd reached a level of acceptance. But quickly things have gotten worse, and she's crazy depressed again. And it hurts us all so much.
I can't even believe how much I took for granted when none of this had ever happened. Things were so good. Better than I even acknowledged.
WHy do these things happen? Why did it have to happen to my mum? My family? Why anyone? I don't even know how long my mum hhas left to live. It's so hard living with her like this at the moment. And I can't imagine how hard it'll be when she is gone. I don't want to imagine. I wish none of this had ever happened.