11 years ago friday
My father was diagnosed with lung cancer for the second time when I was little. On June 6th, 2003 he passed away. I was only seven. I am eighteen now and it hurts just as bad as the day I came home and found out. This caused me to develop MDD and GAD. I feel so empty. I hate that he couldn't go to my high school graduation move me into college he never got to threaten any boyfriend or help me heal my broken heart. He won't be there for my 21st birthday or to be there when my kids are born. He can't walk me down the aisle. I feel guilty cause maybe if I was older I would have been able to take care of him. Instead I was a selfish seven year old who probably caused more burden to him in his fragile state.
I wish you were here dad. I need you.