link hereI hate having leukemia.
I hate that all people see when they look at me is my hair and the tube coming out of my arm.
I hate that my own family can't even deal with it.
I hate how most of my friends have stopped talking to me or wanting to see me.
I hate how I have to spend every fucking day either at home or at the clinic, which is filled with a bunch of sick depressed people whose children are dying.
I hate every fucking person in the world who deserves to get cancer and never gets it.
I hate my pot smoking dad, who takes vacations but can't take a day off work to drive me to the hospital.
I hate all the doctors who have been nasty to me.
I hate people who think I should be fucking grateful for being alive. Well you know what? Half the time I wish I was dead.
I hate having to depend on everyone. But most of all,
I hate myself.
Jul 13 9:37 AM MST