About 7 years ago, I lost my grandfather to Stage 4 cancer. I never told him goodbye one last time. About three years ago I lose another person that I truly loved, a goddamn good friend of mine. Doctor's were trying to remove some built up fluids from his brain. He passed while on the operating table. I never told him goodbye, either. A few months later, I lose another close friend of mine, one who happened to be a local police officer. He fought two battles with cancer but didn't win the second battle. I never told him goodbye, as well. Ive never told anyone that I truly loved and appreciated goodbye or that I loved them. That is my curse. I suffer with very fucking depressive episodes, crying uncontrollably most of the time. Sometimes I don't know what the hell to do. I suffer because I can't tell anyone goodbye one last time.
If you made it this far, then ok. Thank you for taking time out of your daybto read this.