27th August

My dad died nearly a month ago, despite good statistics he was simply too ill to recover from the operation; its been difficult as my brother and my mum have gone nuts. Griefs a funny thing and not in the 'ha ha' sense, it affects us all differently i accepted that Dad might pass a few years ago so in a strange way i was strengthened against this happening. David who acts like macho man went to pieces as did my mum, things got worse when his girlfriend started acting out and led to them splitting up which we did not need.

I am not sure why and what i am typing here, so far its been a 'shit' summer okay i finally got my masters but i am single, looking to sell my house and move home, have no job a uncertain future and i lost my dad.

fuck you very much god..