Hello reader,
Tonight, I need to speak. The cause of this disorder is that a friend is suffering from an incurable disease who will lead eventually to death. He does not know how many time, doctors do not know.
is the first time I feel such sadness, distress, bewilderment. I am helpless, I can not do anything. No magic, no miracles, no nothing, and gives me the moral bottom of sock.
I may have erred. I am caught in this trap, I put the emotions and I can not be properly managed to protect myself. I'd like to put myself into a ball and tell me that this is not true. I will like that qqun caressing my head and tell me that this is only a bad dream. I'm in a rage inside me that helplessness, the invalidity of medicine does able to do anything.
I'm afraid, I hurt, I have the blues and I hope that by these words, they help me cope.
But at the same time the rational me says he remains a few years to live. And if I can make sure they are beautiful, I will ... but for now, it's not really what I feel.
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