Depression

As I read through this week's secrets from postsecret.com, one secret caught my attention. It read "When I go through old things of my dad's I secretly wish he left me a letter to say goodbye, knowing he wouldn't survive."

I think that's exactly how I feel. My parents both died of cancer. They probably knew they were going to die. Or not. I will never know. But the simple fact that there was an increased chance that they would, couldn't they have written me something? Anything?

Or maybe they did, I just never received it.

I wanted to know my dad. I wanted to spend more time with my mom. I never got what I wanted, can't life at least give me a break from all this depression I'm feeling recently?

I'm so happy I could die.