on May 11th 2020 I found out my dad was riddled with cancer. (Brain cancer, lung cancer, bowel cancer etc!!) they told him he would only have a few more weeks but it’s almost August and he’s still pulling through but I know he definitely doesn’t have long left and his body is slowly shutting down and he won’t be in my life anymore. Ever since then I’ve had to move in with my mum and her boyfriend (who was very toxic towards me) he would get mad at anything i did and we would argue a lot all the time and his excuses to my mum would be “I don’t do kids” “that’s just how my brain works” until one night I had dipped my chip in sauce and spilt a little on the table I could tell he was already triggered by something I have done and he got mad and yelled at me and that’s when my mum had enough she told me to pack my bags. The entire night we packed all our stuff. I’m now living at my brothers house so I can still go to school whilst my mum stays with a friend for work. I feel so shit and lonely 24/7 and some days I can’t even get out of bed for school. I don’t know where I see myself after my dad dies I just don’t want to be here anymore.