Alright, here this goes. I'm 15f. Uh, I have DIPG. Yay.
I don't remember when I found out. Right now I'm mostly fine. Like, nothings happening. and I can't get treatment. So its hell. I know whats gonna happen [mostly].. and I'm just stuck. I don't know what to do.
I'm tired, honestly. Theres a guy I went after.. I'm just gonna give up. My moms gone 24/7, my dads always out drinking too. I don't really have anyone anymore.. nobody to hold me or anything. I'm tired. I'm tired of being alone. Of being scared. Of not being me.
I'll put on a mask, I'll be crazy. It's not me. It's not who I am. But it's who I pretend to be. And no I have this. And I can't do anything about it and I'm scared. I don't want to go like this.
Even if I did get treatment, I'm still gone. I don't want to go. I'm 15. I haven't lived. I'm not ready. I don't want to go. I want to go to six flags, I want to get a boyfriend, I want to be held, I want to have a family. I want to live. And then I watch as it's taken from me. My entire life is gone.
I don't want to die. I really dont, I'm scared. I'm sobbing right now. I'm not ready..