This is the 2nd night, my dad didn't sleep at home. I could understand the pain and how vexing he felt. It's really sad trying to hard to earn a living, getting the entire family together all by himself..

What is a family? Why did my relatives from my Dad's side are so selfish? All the could care about is themselves. They have money, they have no illness, and have so much more free time compared to my parents, yet they are always pushing everything to my Dad, saying things like they have no time "they need to go for a jog". What the fuck is this. Their own mother (my grandmother) death anniversary, they can't even make an effort to visit. Yet it seems like we're the only family that's always there. I feel really mad about this. How much effort my dad puts in, despite his illness, yet none of them appreciates. Their never thankful and grateful for all the things my Dad did. EVERYONE in that family is heartless. All they care is about themselves. How self-centered?

Whereas my Mum's side, they are totally the opposite of my Dad's side. What ever may happen, that family will always stick together and help one another. As for my Dad's side, once the main character in that family is gone (My grandmother), the family bond broke.

Sigh, how I wished things will all turn out good for my Dad, and he won't have to be like this anymore.