He’s not a veteran. He’s not a cancer victim. He’s not abused. He wasn’t in a deadly accident. He isn’t a famous person who got hurt. He’s not a bad guy. He’s my dad. I’m not in the mood to explain his medical tragic story right now, but fuck. One of the most heartbreaking things is to see one of your parents in a hospital room. The one place where you can’t do shit for them, except pray and hold their hand. I almost lost him to a stroke 6 years ago. I’m not ready to lose him now. I’m not asking for reblogs and likes, I’m just asking for your prayers. You don’t know how hard it is to be sitting in your room, and realizing your dad is in the hospital room.. all by himself and in pain. I would love to be with him, but I just can’t. I’m an ass to him sometimes, but he’s my dad.. I hate seeing my family in pain. I’m just asking for prayers. I can’t even think of what else to say, I’m just ballin’ & emotional. Fuck. Goodnight.
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