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Dec. 19th, 2006 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windemereWell, shit.
Grandma has cancer. Though treatable. Supposedly. This is going to be the Christmas from hell.
I don't really deal with these kind of things very well. Mostly because I don't deal well with people who are crying or weeping or generally a wreck. My aunt is already a disaster, and she just found out. I feel guilty over the whole thing, again, because I never got outwardly upset when nana died, and I think my mother decided I must be a cold-hearted bitch or something.
Wonderful. Just bloody wonderful
Grandma has cancer. Though treatable. Supposedly. This is going to be the Christmas from hell.
I don't really deal with these kind of things very well. Mostly because I don't deal well with people who are crying or weeping or generally a wreck. My aunt is already a disaster, and she just found out. I feel guilty over the whole thing, again, because I never got outwardly upset when nana died, and I think my mother decided I must be a cold-hearted bitch or something.
Wonderful. Just bloody wonderful
