My dad has stage 4 cancer and has made the personal choice to “fight” with chemo, radiation, and all that jazz.

I have seen him suffer all year. Now, he is in the hospital again and just called to inform me that they found a mass in his brain.

It’s a depressing situation because he wants to live so bad, but his body doesn’t.

I don’t like sharing stuff like this because I don’t wanna be a buzzkill, but if you don’t see me note as much or in a good mood, I got some stuff going on.