I got some news today that seems to solidify the fact that my stepfather has cancer. We're still not 100 percent sure, but the doctor apparently believes it to be the case.
It's such a weird emotional time for me. On the one had, I lived in absolute fear of him for a lot of years. On the other hand, he's the closest thing I have had to a father for the last 20+ years.
I don't know what to think. As soon as I got off the phone with mom tonight, I lost it. And I've pretty much been bawling my fucking eyes out all night since.
All I can say is that I have no clue what I would be doing right now if I didn't have the Wellbutrin.
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