Of Course.

Of course. When I need you so much, I know you need me back. But then comes the situation of this damn money that everyone wants and needs to survive.

So it turns out I won't see my father for even eight months. I'll even see him for less than three months this year, and next year maybe even less?

What is this. I don't even have enough energy to write an elaborate blog about how shitty I feel. At least I didn't cry in front of my mom, I don't want her to have to deal with me now.
But it hurts. So god damn much. I miss my dad.