I said in my past journal that something was seriously bothering me. I am here to say it to personally help my own sanity.

Today my mother and her boyfriend called my aunt and my grandmother to my mom and I's house. We were told about a week prior he was diagnosed with cancer and that was it. Today we got a update. It was bad news. It was more than just a large lump on his face. It was in his back and some in his lungs and sprinkled in other places. If he had not acted as fast as he did, he would of only had 3 months to live. His cancer was also such a shock being a once in a blue moon thing. His started overnight, no warning. So his care has been put into immediate action. I'm s so bad, his sleep is bad and he can't lift anything above 5 pounds or he could break his back. There is still so much unknown and it's just knocking me down and it's hard to let sink in.

He is like my father I never had. I've known him for 8 years and it's hard knowing something like this happened. He may take months to recover but he has a chance to be cured, but right now, I'm dealing with a lot. I need time to be alone and help him, cause he can basically only stand, sit and lay down. This is something I need to do, to help him. I'll start back with writing when I can actually think about it.

See you all soon.