Here we go

These lines are thoughts i wrote down last night before i left my home to meet my 3 sisters and my dad for what would be a very important conversation. So it all begins tonight, i think. The fear of being confronted with reality gives me uncontrollable anxiety. There are very few things you can live in denial of without seeing the light at some point. I wish this was one of them. I have a feeling that this is the first of many posts to come relating to this subject. This is the story of how my father’s health issues and aging become the gage of my own existence. It’s a story about life and death. It’s one that defines who i’ve been. Here we go… let me just begin by saying that being aware of your own mortality SUCKS and it has been a major contributor to my insanity!

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