I got a steaming pile of poo via text this morning and this is my vent about it:
My little sister informed me that our father just finished radiation therapy for prostate cancer. No word yet on whether or not he's cancer free. Also included was a plea to not inform my dad's sister, who is a hypochondriac, about his condition. A no brainer, especially since I don't speak with her either (she's codependent to the MAX, it's really twisted).
My first concern was for my older brother, as prostate cancer can be genetic. I can't help but feel guilty that I don't feel worse about my dad. He was and is an abusive asshole (and I feel bad calling him an asshole now that he's got cancer, but it's true). He has no remorse for his actions. I do a good job of letting that go, but I'm just beyond caring.
Yeah... that's about it. I feel bad that I don't feel bad about it. I'm a horrible person and going to hell, so Drich or anyone else, you don't need to tell me that. A part of me is, "Karma sucks, dude." and another is, "Poor guy." But that's about the extent of it... I do worry about my brother though. I passed on the steaming turd pile to him with a caution for him to keep an eye on his prostate.
Fucked up families are... fucked up. I feel like I should feel something... concern, worry, anxiety about dad, but I really don't. I don't want him to suffer, but I don't want him in my life either. Really, he died to me long ago. I've already mourned the fact that I don't have (and never had) a father. I have a genetic donor. I just don't have anything left for his actual being... I'm tapped out.
Thanks for letting me vent.
My little sister informed me that our father just finished radiation therapy for prostate cancer. No word yet on whether or not he's cancer free. Also included was a plea to not inform my dad's sister, who is a hypochondriac, about his condition. A no brainer, especially since I don't speak with her either (she's codependent to the MAX, it's really twisted).
My first concern was for my older brother, as prostate cancer can be genetic. I can't help but feel guilty that I don't feel worse about my dad. He was and is an abusive asshole (and I feel bad calling him an asshole now that he's got cancer, but it's true). He has no remorse for his actions. I do a good job of letting that go, but I'm just beyond caring.
Yeah... that's about it. I feel bad that I don't feel bad about it. I'm a horrible person and going to hell, so Drich or anyone else, you don't need to tell me that. A part of me is, "Karma sucks, dude." and another is, "Poor guy." But that's about the extent of it... I do worry about my brother though. I passed on the steaming turd pile to him with a caution for him to keep an eye on his prostate.
Fucked up families are... fucked up. I feel like I should feel something... concern, worry, anxiety about dad, but I really don't. I don't want him to suffer, but I don't want him in my life either. Really, he died to me long ago. I've already mourned the fact that I don't have (and never had) a father. I have a genetic donor. I just don't have anything left for his actual being... I'm tapped out.
Thanks for letting me vent.
