…but, do you ever wish you were the one in the hospital bed so that nothing is expected of you and you can actually rest? I think of this from time to time.
I have a young coworker who had something wrong with her eye and so she went to the eye doctor. They discovered a tumor behind her eye. After more testing, come to find out she was eaten up entirely by pancreatic cancer that had metastasized. She had a few months left to live and, to my horror, I found myself feeling a bit jealous. Sometimes I don’t want to be on this earth anymore. I’m tired of taking care of everyone but myself. I know this is awful to admit and I guess I will get bashed for it. Idc. I’m tired. If it wasn’t for my youngest child that is two years old I’d probably just really want to leave this world. There. I said it.
My coworker died four months after her diagnosis. I think about it often. I planned this elaborate crazy expensive family trip to somewhere I’ve always wanted to go because life is too short. We work ourselves to death. Sorry for the morbid post.
…but, do you ever wish you were the one in the hospital bed so that nothing is expected of you and you can actually rest? I think of this from time to time.
I have a young coworker who had something wrong with her eye and so she went to the eye doctor. They discovered a tumor behind her eye. After more testing, come to find out she was eaten up entirely by pancreatic cancer that had metastasized. She had a few months left to live and, to my horror, I found myself feeling a bit jealous. Sometimes I don’t want to be on this earth anymore. I’m tired of taking care of everyone but myself. I know this is awful to admit and I guess I will get bashed for it. Idc. I’m tired. If it wasn’t for my youngest child that is two years old I’d probably just really want to leave this world. There. I said it.
My coworker died four months after her diagnosis. I think about it often. I planned this elaborate crazy expensive family trip to somewhere I’ve always wanted to go because life is too short. We work ourselves to death. Sorry for the morbid post.