Last day of Movember. My mo’ was quite spectacular, and I enjoyed doing something for the greater good, even if it was just to help raise awareness. My Uncle Tony has terminal prostrate cancer. I hurt him a lot with my lies and addiction. He doesn’t have long left, yet I can’t bring myself to call, to write. I am ashamed of that.
Uncle Tony, you are a good man, I am sorry I hurt you. How is it that I can say these words to the world, but not to you?
I am sorry.
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