Seriously need NO sympathy in the least.

Just want to vent. With a six year old, it’s hard to vent aloud about serious shit.

My dad tried to commit suicide and is on lockdown at the hospital, now I hear a favorite customer (I worked pharmacy) killed himself overnight. He was a sweet dude.

My dad, btw, is a veteran. He dealt with substance abuse for years and he’s been sober for a while now. I call him twice a day, I pick him up to go to the park.

He’s disabled and a felon for driving under the influence, so he’s pretty much shut in unless I go get him, or my aunt picks him up.

No matter what I try, I just feel at fault if he felt lonely or like no one.

Oh, and my mom was diagnosed with glaucoma which has been rough on her as she takes care of my great aunt and works a full time office job where she kind of needs to see.

Hey, it’s gotta get better than this shit, right?