Antonio, no not my son

But my cousin. He's been living with bone cancer and a brain aneurysm for almost 8 years now, but it looks like he could be nearing the end. My mother informed me today that she has to get back home to him fast because he's been real sick. She has been caring for him on and off when he's been sick for the past few years. My aunt just doesn't have the time since she's working her ass off to take care of him. I just hate this, it's so not fair to my family. My poor aunt, she has to be going through so much pain. This decade hasn't been good to her, and the last two years have been the worst. She just can't catch a break with her children or grandchildren. Her first born grandchild, Brianna, had a horrible asthma attack that put her in a coma. She lost so much oxygen that she is now pretty much a vegetable. A once brilliantly gifted girl is now a fucking vegetable. She's celebrated her Quintenera in the hospital barely able to move her body or stay awake. Now Tony is on his way out too. We've all known this was coming, and living 8 years after only being given 2 max is wonderful. It's just so fucking sad and heart breaking to watch. What did my family do to get such horrible health?

Ugh time to stop before I lose it and I must keep it together.