leave the dads alone...elaborating on "life isn't fucking fair. it's fucking bullshit as a matter of fact."

it's been a hard few weeks since my dad died but i've been hanging in there and doing ok; writing about it a bit and asking for hugs when i needed them.

i go into work on Tuesday and find out the the secretary at school's father died over the weekend. that hits me pretty good, but he had been really sick for a while and it wasn't totally unexpected. not that that makes it any easier, but it just wasn't a big shock. but then yesterday i read about a blogger friend who is also having a terrible situation with her father. that made me so sad that i cried while reading her post. i'm crying just thinking about it right now.

once i stopped crying, it just gave me the fucking rage! ok, that is enough dads for now, leave our fathers the fuck alone! it's bad enough that my dad died 3 weeks ago but having to watch other people i care about lose their fathers right now is a bit much. and it's extra hard because i can't be there in person for my blogger friend. i so much want to give her the biggest hug ever, but i can't, and that hurts really fucking bad.