Warning: Venting, because I don't want to burden anyone in particular with my problems. Well, I tried to get some support from my "best friend" who actually forgot that my dads second lot of chemo therapy starts tomorrow, because she is so caught up with a boy. I have spent so much time in my short life worrying about things that I thought mattered, now this is the biggest and worse thing to ever happen to me. Dad went through chemo from the start of this year until about midway, and after he finished up, became in remission and continued living, it's come back again. This soon. Low down: I live with my dad, my parents split when I was in year 7 and I am now going into year 12. My father raised a teenage girl, he is my hero. My dad is a famous guitar builder, for a massive company, his job is very important and he is an awesome rocker with hair twice the length of mine. 6 weeks from now, my dad, my hero, is going to be bald. No hair, no eyebrows, no eyelashes. I have seen my dad depressed before, when him and my mum split. It was the worst thing in the world. But now, his life on the line, about to lose his pride and and joy of his hair, he is going to be worse than ever. I don't know how I'm going to cope with this. I am so worried, and I want to do everything I can to help. I'm going to work with dads girlfriend to clean and cook, while juggling work to support myself while dads out of work, and year 12 at the same time. People say "buckle up kid, you're in your teens you don't know how bad life is going to get!" But if this isn't bad, I don't know how long I'll last.
