I just visited my grandma and she's really sick. She can't walk, she can't eat, she can't sleep. She looks so tired and weak. It's really heart-breaking to watch. She was really happy and cheerful person and illness turned her into lifeless person who already talks about her funeral. Her heart beats so fast and she takes hundred of pills every day. My parents are probably gonna run to hospitals and clinics whole summer to prepare her for surgery and it's most likely we won't spend holidays as planned. I was really looking forward to going at the seaside whole year and now I'm not sure if we will even go which makes me sad, although I want my grandma all the best and that should be number 1 priority at the moment. Is that selfish? Am I even good granddaughter? When I was leaving I hugged her and told her everything is gonna be alright. What if it won't? I'm scared to even think about it... But all I have left is hope.
I'm watching my friends, who didn't even put a little effort during the semester and didn't study at all because they know their parents are gonna pay and secure them jobs, traveling abroad and showing off. And on the other side me... and I really studied a lot whole year because I know my parents are in debts and now our vacation is ruined, my grandma is sick, my parents are tired and worried, I'm scared. Sometimes I ask myself, where's the justice in this world? I know I should still feel thankful and I really am, but I just can't help feeling this way. Psychologists say depression is eclipsed anger, but I'm not angry on anyone specifically. I guess I'm angry on the whole world because of injustice or on myself because I feel useless. I just wanna curl into ball and cry for hours
