Ever since my Sister’s diagnosis a few weeks ago, I can’t trust my own emotions. One minute I’m optimistic and happy and the next minute I’m crying and hyperventilating. It kinda feels like (as hopeful as I am for her recovery) I’m already mourning her.
Its scary as hell. I have no idea how I would process life without her. I absolutely need her to be okay in order for me to be okay. I’ve never had to face anything in life without her here with me. Riding a bike, kindergarten, moving from state to state, high school, college, the birth of both of my children, hell she even planned my wedding and was there when it all fell apart.
I’m really praying for a miracle because if I’m like this now and she’s still here with me, I’m afraid of what I will do if she’s not.
