Sad

I'm feeling a little blue.

After just losing one of my "second fathers" to cancer, another one of my best friend's Dads has been diagnosed with a very late stage, aggressive cancer.

We're waiting to find out the prognosis, but I'm already exhausted, and drained.

I've responded pretty well in terms of being positive and wanting to be there for my friend and, well, honestly, our family, but I haven't responded very well in terms of the pile of junk food I've consumed in the last few days.

Which maybe isn't helping me feel any better.

But, I'm blue.  Suppose I'm writing this in a down moment, but still.

I wish this wasn't happening.  Sometimes life feels super yucky.