This friend was my age, and I regarded him as a brother, we had a lot in common. I met him in band class, he played the trumpet ,I played the drums, which meant he was kinda near me .all throughout middle school I would sit at his lunch table ( its based on grade), in 9th grade we had the choice to start marching band (I knew from my older brother ) , he joins , I don’t cus I had a lot going on . in 10th grade I joined marching band, I’m in the pit and he still plays the trumpet (and is really good) .the kids in pit are mean to me, but he supports and helped me when I cried. in 11th grade he doesn’t come to band camp, I wonder why . I find out through my mom he has been diagnosed with it . I feel so bad for him , that Christmas I get a switch, school comes back AND HES BACK , it was just for a few months ,not much , I tell him about my switch , his s hair was growing back , it was short and thin ( not the long thick hair he had) , he was in a wheel chair .we have cancer fundraisers ,he’s the subject of all of them . We have this thing called mini thon( like Penn states thon, a massive fundraiser for Four Diamonds) in May. He’s at it, he looks BAD, skinny, pale (for his tan skin), and bald again I get to talk to him (still trying to) acting the same, friendly and happy). The school year ends. Summer passes, and he visits band camp but can’t do it. The year passes, and we do more things at our school for him . then we graduate, AND HE GRADUATES, we get pictures together. Summer and fall pass and in late April(this year) I do thon for my college I make a lantern for him for his fight, and for three other people who have cancer and the two who survived, the other passed earlier this year, and I missed class for it. My college year ends on an ok note. Summer passes, I hear through friends he’s doing poorly. Then just this Saturday he dies in his sleep I find out through my parents. I AM DEVASTATED. This man was someone I considered as a brother, friend, even crush .goddamit cancer is a bitch
can someone help me on here? I don’t know how to deal with the pain .i never lost someone this close to me, except my great-grandma. I never lost someone this close to me in age too, only older and younger.
I can't see the point..wife forces me to take urine tests. She thinks im faking. Using fake urineWe don't sleep togetherMy career is so so. I teach but have been denied promotion due to difficulty with colleaguesI have a son . 7 year old.I can't see the point in staying alive.I want to die.What is best method??
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