Yesterday, I got bad news. Dads chemo isn’t working. His cancer has grown. (It was a bad idea to listen to Supermarket Flowers, while trying to write this because I’m just a mess of tears).
My dads a good guy and maybe I feel like this because he’s my dad. But I’ve never heard a bad word spoken about my dad, everyone who ever speaks to me about my dad, speak so highly of him.
I guess my question and my thoughts are, why do bad things happen to good people? I can’t even talk about it.
It’s a shit situation and I know others are in it, but like fuck this is my dad.