I know you´ve got a little life in you yet
generally, i'm a joker in uncomfortable situations. most of the time it ends up being about the fact that my biological father died of cancer when i was a baby. i'm pretty insensitive about the entire situation, mainly because i was too little to allow it to effect me.but tonight, i found myself weeping while doing dishes at a dance show that choreographed a dance about a woman going through breast cancer. every once in a while my cold, hard, emotionless (about this situation) shell breaks down... about once a year, come to think of it. about this time last year, i found myself bawling on the phone to a friend about this very situation.
my dad died, of cancer, and cancer sometimes makes me sad. because it's so rutheless.. because i've not only gone through it with my father, but i've watched my grandfather die of it and i also had a personal scare. shit's heavy, man. tears sometimes fall...
posted by Connie Mia @ 9:13 PM
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