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...continuing. "We just wanted you to start school happy." I felt disgusting. I was the selfish daughter who hadn't even contemplated a return to this sickness--I was just reveling in the petty glories of being a careless freshman girl. I was worried about boys and chem and parties and sleep, not giving a second thought to my father who was struggling to maintain "normalcy" at the hospital and in his research lab. In familiar ABP, I felt sick. My parents couldn't even tell me about the bone scans and CAT scans because the wanted...
...while, I freaked out. I couldn't do my chem problem sets. The tiniest thing completely frustrated me. Everything with my mother was a fight. I couldn't be nice. I couldn't stop my overwhelming selfishness--everything was affecting me. How I felt. How I reacted. It was a feeling of dread--there was no way out of my self-obsession. What would I do if he died? Where would my mom and I go? I could not escape the constant image of my mother weeping. And her voice: "I hope he lives to see you graduate...
...turn red and crouch in the iron chair, complaining about my life, all the while knowing that across from me, my father was just trying to stay alive. I cried and complained and told him this boy, my boyfriend, was mad at me and I couldn't do chem and wasn't having fun and couldn't get good grades and couldn't get along with Mom--everything, except how much I wanted him to stay alive. What is wrong with me, I kept thinking, that I can't tell my father how scared I am that he'll disappear...
...glad I ventured into the wilds of the Harvard social scene. Not only was it fun, but I feel like I've been through the rough and back again. It gives me more to talk about over brunch than writing a sophomore paper, working on a chem problem set or sitting around watching a movie...
...glad I ventured into the wilds of the Harvard social scene. Not only was it fun, but I feel like I've been through the rough and back again. It gives me more to talk about over brunch than writing a sophomore paper, working on a chem problem set or sitting around watching a movie...