I've been told that I'm going to die. The chance that I will survive and beat this gets slimmer each day.
I toggle back and forth between fighting and giving up.
I fight and then I give up, I am scared and then I'm okay, I am anxious and then I'm calm, I am pissed off and then I am relieved.
I haven't posted in quite a while - I figured it didn't matter, no one was reading anyway. I'm not sure why I'm posting now. I just needed to say this out loud.



