My kidneys are failing. I get it. Calm the fuck down, and stop treating me like I’m an idiot.

I understand what that means. I understand the severity of it.

It doesn’t mean I have to become a depressed zombie, okay? Just because I’m not moping around bemoaning my fate does not mean I don’t understand what’s going on.

You’re supposed to be a Christian too, so why is it so hard for you to believe that I have faith that everything will be okay? It’s how I get by, okay? It’s the only way I can. If I just sit here and say, “OH WOE IS ME! EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE!” then I’ll never make it through this, okay?

Yeah. It’s fucking hard. Hard. Not impossible. And I can do this and I’m going to be okay, so why can’t you just back off? I made a comment. One stupid little comment.

“Everyone is freaking out about this more than I am. They need to calm down.”
“Or maybe they just understand how serious this is. Which you don’t seem to get.”

Oh.

My.

God.

Do you think I’m stupid? It’s not impossible for me to have faith in something, you know. Why can’t you just have faith in me once in a while.