My dad is dieing at a slow and painful rate. Everytime I call him, it’s so painful for both of us. And it my forefront, i’m in my last semester of full-time nursing school. Working full-time. Children. Fiance. House. Bills.
4a Wake up
Some days I dont see my kids or my partner in crime. I;m running myself so thin. I feel guilty for bieng in school and for just not bieng the mom and partner i want to be. Also, I’m going to be a nurse, but I can’t even help my own father, there is something that sickens me about that.