Feeling shit today.
Was told my brother has not got better being at home and has to go back into a hospice. My poor brother. My poor parents, too.
The doctors have said there is nothing else they can do, and it's just making him more comfortable now.
I feel so helpless watching my brother and parents deal with this. No parent should have to bury their child. He is only 34.
Why does life do this to us? Why aren't we all given an easy time? I'm naively asking questions that don't have any answers and that won't change or go away.
God, give me strength. :-(