Adding Reply Archived Topic: It will not be bumped to the top of the forum. Topic It's always the Fridays for me, isn't it? Membername   Not a member? Sign Up Free (takes 20 seconds) Password   Forgotten your password? Post Font: Verdana Arial Black Georgia Comic Sans Impact   Size: Tiny Normal Big Huge   Color: Default Dark Red Red Orange Brown Green Olive Cyan Blue Dark Blue Indigo Black [ Check Spelling ] [ Post Preview ] [ LiveTags ] FAQ Keyword Search: Post Options Favorites Manager Notify me of new replies to this topic by email Notify me of new replies to this topic by private message Original Post The Last Magister Posted at 9:36 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 I'm sorry about today LW, I was so overwhelmed... -I had homework in EVERY class, and I managed to narrow it down, but it's still 14 pgs of notes, and an essay(after a study hall of frying my brain.) -I came home to my step-dad telling me how he might go blind in one eye due to retinal damage, they just found out today...and literally a hour ago he told me that there is a 20% chance he will come blind out of the surgery anyway, and he had to get it done by tomorrow or he had a 65% chance to go blind before the weeks out, and since there is always the possibility of death, he told me all his preparations, and gave me the responsibility of holding the family together if he passes, showing me the very real possibility of a father figure, a good one finally, being taken out of my life again. -If he does die, that means I get to balance family into work, her, as well as advanced classes... -I found out my grades, D's and C's for first quarter, but I'm not worried because 1st is always the worst grades and averaged with 2nd quarter, finals, and multipliers for advanced/honors courses...I'll end up with A's/B's easy, just my parents will freak out ftm. -I told one of the few childhood friends I have left, not the crappy shallow friends everyone has, a close friend, a secret, one of those problems that are deep-seated, and she won't leave me alone about it till I talk to a professional, and is threatening to talk to my mom. Honestly, right now is not a good fucking time for all of this to be crashing down on me. I wasn't ready for all of this. But I can't change anything now, and I am forcing myself to stick through it all, no matter what happens, for the girl I love, for my family, and for myself. The next time my chemistry teacher tells me there's no such thing as teenage angst I think I might break his jaw.

Replies circa Posted at 10:32 am on Oct. 26, 2008 Quote: from john cena54 at 6:22 am on Oct. 25, 2008 Quote: from Epicure at 7:38 am on Oct. 25, 2008 He's going to die from... eye surgery? Seriously?    What the fuck. Chances of brain damage are very low, especially if they're good surgeons. Well, as long as we recognize that there are completely licensed 'bad' ophthalmologists running willy-nilly around Illinois we'll be okay, right? Aphrodite54 Posted at 3:22 am on Oct. 25, 2008 Quote: from Epicure at 7:38 am on Oct. 25, 2008 He's going to die from... eye surgery? Seriously? What the fuck. Well to be fair his eye is really close to his brain. One wrong move and you can damage the brain. Some people also don't react good to the anesthesia. But I'm sure it'll go fine. Chances of brain damage are very low, especially if they're good surgeons. OP: If he's made peace with it then maybe you should too. It's Fridays for me too. I know how sometimes everything just goes completely crap, but I have this place I can just go to. This place I can just leave for a second, get rid of the chaos and just be fine. I pick up my guitar and I just strum. Depending on my mood. I just drift away. If I'm no where near my guitar I just close my eyes and play songs in my head, like Paramore, something that I like, to get my mind off of the pain. Just find that place and everything will feel better. 54 Lady Catastrophic Posted at 9:42 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Chill man seriously. He will be fine. As for school just try your best, and work your ass off but seriously you have some time to get it up to the standards you wantt. I know how it feels to be in your situation. THE FIRST FATHER FIGURE, ever, and but of course he dies of skin cancer and the way I find out is I was called out of class, and my mom said "I have left the door open for you, go home and clean up a bit." I was like "Ughh alrightt." then she snapped at me like the bitch she is and was like "Don't bitch, James has fucking cancer so quit your stupid shit." I found out IN FUCK SCHOOL. Then I had to go back to class and we were in the middle of a movie, and I just burst into tears and of course everyone is watching me and asking what is wrong and ugh it was horrible. That was the end of 8th grade, and the beguinning of HIGH SCHOOL I had to fly out to New York for his funeral... a week before I started school. Hence my druggie phase my first two years of high school... But keep your head up and try not to worry about him, it's not eveerrday people die from eye surgey :P PM me anytime. Catalyst11 Posted at 9:41 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 if you can get through all of that and still be alive and relatively happy, I will be proud of you....that's a shitload to be dumped on one person at a time. hawaiinchuck Posted at 9:39 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Hey bud. If you want to talk PM me. Shit sucks. Sorry about that man. I know how it is to have a father in a bad spot. SpM Posted at 9:38 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 Good for you. In terms of dealing with all that crap, I mean. Epicure Posted at 9:38 pm on Oct. 24, 2008 He's going to die from... eye surgery? Seriously? What the fuck. All 7 previous replies displayed.