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Emotional breakdown

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I wrote this really quick and didn't edit it or anything. I just had to let it out. Thanks.

I felt the heaviness build up. The tears slowly started to build up and slowly running down my cheeks. I turned away and pretended to look at something outside but then He asked me a question and I was forced to take a look at him. He ignored the tears. Every single thought of death ran through my mind. He was so calmly telling me about this. We were eating dinner and there's was not a single word that was said. Both of us serious, we ate our food and didn't interact.

"I should make a trip to Nicaragua since it'll probably be my last one. Are you still going in June?"

"No." I responded quickly.

"Do you have Chili in your eyes or something?!" He said as my eyes filled with tears.

It started with a laugh and then I broke down and cried.

"Don't do this. I'm just not feeling well, that's it. It's going to be okay. You're going to make me feel bad."

I walked away and went to the restroom and just let it all out. The thought of him dying was the last thing on my mind and now he talks about it like it's going to happen tomorrow.

I walked back and said "I don't want you to die dad."

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