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Mostly because I'm hanging out with my friends... but, earlier I got news that my dad has (on top of everything else) blood clots in his lungs. He's had blood clots before but, they were in his legs.
It's just not being around him. The last time I saw him was this morning when he woke me up to tell me he was going to the hospital.
My heart is breaking because my brain won't keep these thoughts of him dying without me knowing to itself.