Yeah, I know what a coma feels like too.
Yeah, come to think of it, I think I've had a couple of aneurysms over the last few months.
And oh yeah, I forgot. I've actually had a brain tumor before. Yeah.
Come on, now. Holy fuck, woman.
Just because your teacher has given up on your class and he's acting like a "fucking idiot" doesn't mean he's had a fucking brain tumor. Wait, my mistake. My uncle started acting like an idiot when he got his brain tumor too! I couldn't even type that sentence without crying. My uncle is dying, he might be dead before I start grade 11, he might never walk my cousin down the aisle, he might never cerebrate his 25th wedding anniversary, I may not even see him ever again.
Every time you bring up the fact that your head hurts, you say "My head hurts so bad. I probably have a brain tumor or something." or "Oh my God, I feel like I just had like a million aneurysms." I am constantly reminded of my uncle and the state he's in. Do you know what that feels like? Can you even understand? I treat you SO WELL and you don't take the time to talk to me. You're still mad at me and you don't have a reason for it. You almost ignore me; you talk to me to be polite and to try not to cause more drama and you don't even know what I'm going through. You think you have a brain tumor? Ask anyone with a REAL brain tumor and see what it's like.
