My dad was diagnosed with CLL (chronic leukemia) in 1991. My parents kept it from me for 15 years. I accidentally found out in April of 2006. At that point, I had my Dad go for a second opinion at Sloan Kettering. It was there they found that he had AML, a very aggresive leukemia. Long story short, my dad passed away June 9, 2006. I am still in shock. My dad was my COMPLETE HERO, my go to person, my ROCK. I miss him more than I can bear. It cuts to the core of my soul. My heart actually aches. I feel so cheated. I know they did this to protect me. They also didn't tell me that the treatment that he had to endure in Sloan Kettering had only a 5% chance of survival. They knew how I would take the news so they "protected" me. I don't feel protected. I feel jipped. I feel betrayed. I am so hurt. I wish I knew. I wish I could have spoken to him more about it. I cry every day. I am grieving so hard. I miss him more than I can bear, honest. I want one more day, one more hour even. I am so lost without him. Even though I was 42 when he passed (43 now), I was and always will be Daddy's Little Girl. I still called him Daddy. I miss him so much and cannot believe that he is gone, forever and that I will never have the honor to sit and talk with him or hug him again. I really need help with this one from anyone who can offer any advice. Thank you all so much for listening.
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