Shit

Just got a call from my sister. She's looking for our parents, because our cousin called looking for them. Our other cousin, the one dying of cancer, may be at the end. She just called me back; she found them. They're going to head over to see him. I was just considering heading up there, maybe seeing him myself. But I don't think I can.

Now I'm crying. And it's completely taking my by suprise. But I can't bear the thought of seeing another one in a fucking coffin. I've had enough.