(Long Beach, Ca USA)
I lost my father when I was 16 years old to Leukemia. He was 46. It has been 7 years already, but I still grieve deeply over his death. Our relationship was not the best because we would argue a lot. When he was in the hospital I did not know what to say or do because there was so much tension between us. I realized now I have built a large guilt over not fixing our relationship before he died. I hold this weight and I hope to let it go. It was not my fault or his. I want to lose the hope of trying to save our relationship because it can never be done, but somehow I still fight. Death is a tragedy and I hope to one day accept the realities of life. Thank you for listening. I suffer, you suffer, we suffer together.