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I just came home from my doctors office.

She told me the reason behind my extremely painful headaches on the left side and the nausea and weakness I often experience are due to a cluster of inoperable tumors that will eventually rupture and kill me. She thinks their current growth rate gives me maybe a another 12 weeks to live if I’m lucky.

What am I going to do?

My life is over. I’m never going to find and experience love with a woman who will feel the same way. The idea of starting my own business like I’ve always dreamed of is now decimated into nothingness. How do I say goodbye to everyone I know?

I’m dying…

All Comments

  • I’m sorry for what’s happening to you. Literally just do what ever you want though. Quit your job and enjoy the last few weeks you have of your life.

    Anonymous March 15, 2019 12:31 am Reply
  • Act now while you have the chance. Do things that would scare you and push you to your limits. Heck try starting up that business that you want as well. Kick your life into high gear while you are here and make the best of what you have. Always appreciate the little and large things and don’t let negative events or individuals hinder your progress nor happiness right now or ever. We should be living like this regardless of our health but the majority of us only really pursue these things when we feel like we’re running out of time. You have loved ones as well as not so loved ones, tell them you love them dearly and say anything else that may be lingering in your mind. Have no regrets and no what if’s. No one else can make you happy, you have to choose to be happy, choose to be great. You and your life matter so much.

    Anonymous March 15, 2019 12:39 am Reply
  • And if you ever wanted to murder someone, now’s the ideal time. I kid. I KID.

    Anonymous March 15, 2019 1:02 am Reply
    • That was my first thought also. Rid the world of a few assholes on your way out! I don’t kid. At all.

      Anonymous March 15, 2019 1:52 am Reply

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