Back at the hospital for the night, first time without family or Roger around. I miss everyone, I want to go home. I’m having a very difficult time being here this time.


The only time that I feel fine,

Is when I’m parked in front of my house,

With tears in my eyes.

I find comfort in weakness because it’s always there for me.

Sometimes when I get bad news from my cf doctors it puts me in the worst depression, not because I’m scared for myself but more so I’m terrified for Roger’s life and how he’ll handle me being gone one day. All I think about is who is going to take care of him, who’s going to remember all the little things and be able to handle the temper and stress as well and I do. It terrifies me, I’ve been crying all night over it. Tonight just is a bad night

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