Hey.
I'm really struggling with depression due to this damn quarantine and things are pretty hard.
That's not the point.


My dad's health is fading. He's lost his personality already and is more of a petulant teenager than the father I want to remember forever.
He's had multiple heart surgeries, and now his kidneys are failing.

Doctors wont do a kidney transplant because his mental faculties have slipped so far that they don't want to go through the trauma of surgery on him.

It fucking sucks.

Twice this year, someone had to call 911 to send paramedics to his house because he was unresponsive and twitching in his chair. Turns out both times, he'd forgotten if he took his meds (he had), so he took them again.
If no one was there at his house at the time, he'd have died alone.


I'm stuck at home 40 miles away and can't even visit him.

IDK what I want from you. IDK why I'm writing this.
My heart is broken, and I'm trying to stay positive, but I can't.


So if I'm a bit argumentative or otherwise crazy in other threads and conversations... that's why.

Please give me the benefit of the doubt for a while.