I have so much to say and yet feel like I have nothing to express at all. These past few months have been eventful, and I'll do my best to document everything.
My last entry was on September 22nd; it was a bit off, so I'll try to adopt a more positive tone now.
In October, I experienced severe headaches that typically started around 5 PM and continued through the night. After 1 AM, I would develop a fever, and my body felt like it was burning up. I had to turn on my fans to cool down. I'm not sure what caused this, but thankfully, it hasn't happened since November began.
Last month and the beginning of this month have been frigidly cold, and today I woke up to find it was snowing. My mother and I had to heat some water to get the snow off my car so we could get to school on time.
Okay, enough chitchat and boring stuff. Let's get to the big things.
At the beginning of this journal, I mentioned my dad's sickness.
Well, that's not a sickness anymore. It's more like a death sentence now. He's gotten so much worse; he looks like he's on his deathbed. Someone video called me and I saw him. I nearly cried. He looked so bad. I wish I could attach a picture, but I can't. I would've come with warnings. I talked to him a day before that, and he told me he needed surgery that cost about 80 million gourdes, which is about $600 USD. My mother sent over $400, and he got the surgery done. He lost a leg. They had to remove it or else he would die. But the people in the hospital with him say that even with the leg gone, he won't make it either way. My mom told me this yesterday at breakfast. She'd been hiding it from me, and I cried at the table. I don't want to lose my dad or go to a funeral.
I also mentioned my sister, who was supposed to come home from the military. Well, that won't be happening anymore. Because of the government shutdown, they had to keep her away from me, which fucking sucks. I had to add this to all my problems. Like please, can I just have someone? Why take the people I love most away from me? She'll miss my birthday, which is another piece of bullshit. She said she's coming home for Christmas, but I don't even know anymore. I don't know what to believe.
I don't want to cry, but the tears won't stop coming. I don't want to pray. It's becoming useless because the sky is empty and full of bullshit. I am in so much pain, and nothing seems to be getting better. It's hard to feel like anything is listening or helping. I'm tired. Everything feels like it's falling apart.
But I passed my chemistry exams, so that's a win. I got a 97 on the first midterm and an 81 on the second one (I know it got lower, but I still passed. Who cares?). I hope I ace the finals.
School has been fine. It's the only thing that hasn't been falling apart in my life so far. But let's not jinx anything, please.
Well, that's all I'm going to say for now. I have more, but I need to get back to class. Sayonara. bai♡