Bob's kidneys aren't doing too well, and he has a yeast infection in his lungs. apparently they did some experimental shit and took away his white blood cells and he got sick. last night, though, Tim said "why isn't he dead?" or something and after that..... HOURS after that I broke down and cried. Jeff, my "boyfriend", didn't even comfort me. I curled up with Cameron and Reyna. Mostly Cameron. He and I both needed it. Jeff said he's make it up to me but I said, "We're done." And Cameron and I kinda like each other but we're seeing where that goes.
Mom wants me to see Bob again. she said, "do it for Aunt Tracey and Grandma and for Bob." What about ME?! and I'm like, "I can't. Emotionally. Spiritually." And I know I'll regret it but I don't have the energy or the strength. I can't do it.









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Admiral James Sandecker: "I can't ask you boys to do this alone."
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You're a team player, a save-the-day-superhero. I hate people like you.
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