I Should've Done This A Long Time Ago · 8:09am Nov 18th, 2020
Well, you've read the title well enough on its own and yet you're wondering about why it's there all of the sudden: after all, my previous blog was over nine months ago and even then, this should've been done a long time ago; nevertheless, it's about time for an update since I'd taken the liberty of writing some new stories recently as well as currently writing more as of currently. In any case, I feel nothing but a heavy pressure gathering up inside of me right now since I have a hard time finding the right words to say in this particular occasion: considering what had happened recently last night it'd rather be wise that I let you all in on a little secret that had just popped up right now.
First off, my father had been admitted to the hospital in the middle of Monday afternoon, something which had shocked both my mother and me to the core; stuff like this happening is rather unthinkable to the average person, especially for someone who hasn't been able to set foot out of the house years after the crisis: in our case, the reason thereof has shocked me all the very same. After spending eight hours worrying about his whereabouts, I'd ended up getting my answer in the form of a strange visit from one of my father's acquaintances in a white car; at first, I'd honestly expected a trap set for my household considering how dark it was but the truth had my heart rate shot up: father had cuts and bruises on his knuckles and forearms fresh with blood.
Since he was unable to speak clearly at the time, all that we could do was get him inside the house and clean up the scratches however best we can, even without the right kind of rubbing alcohol I'm afraid; the way my father had appeared left me filled with a terrible resolve especially considering what happened that led up to his status effect for the lack of a better term. The papers were saying that he’d inadvertently overdosed on opioids whilst out parked in broad daylight for some odd reason; thankfully, he was nearby a local hospital when they took him out of the car but the fact it’d occurred soon left me asking: why?!
As far I’d remember, my father did nothing more than smoke and drink even though it’d run the risk of jeopardizing his health: while it was nothing new for me, the fact he’d ended up like this between that afternoon and the following evening was a scare; after all, there was already a similar time in which he’d fell asleep in a different car five years ago but that’s besides the point. The fact of the matter is the new developments so far has messed up my plans even further than I’d hoped to remedy all the same: all that I could think about was making sure he’d make it through the night without incident, especially considering the facts; even now, I’m running out of words to convey the very emotions still latching onto me since I can’t even be straightforward.
In any case, I’m still grateful that God chose to let my father come home safely and securely in spite of everything happening; even though I hadn’t gone to church in a long time, I still had my faith all the same, something that’s being lost and lacking: seeing the corrupting influences here and abroad, I’d watched mine own peers within the same species engaging in horrible misdeeds. Back onto the subject at hand, it was a wake–up call I’d never forget and with good reason, something that many can relate to; after all, I’d thought this was because my daddy had drank one drop of alcohol too many yet seeing what had led up to it hurt: aside from the damage taken, there was also the matter as to how it came to be, especially with how it was mostly unwitting.
Because of my father’s escapade, the car he’d driven in had to be towed over to the impound lot for my mother to go retrieve it: while nothing of value was lost or stolen, the passenger window on the left side had been busted in by a nearby police officer; this was how we’d learned of his status effect as well as the whereabouts of said automobile, much to her dismay so to speak of. Speaking of which, I’d also mentioned in my last blog about how another car in our house had been damaged earlier this year; of course, this time is much different on the account of what my father had been doing back then but the impact is all the same: still, the damage to the other car was repaired in the following day compared to the weeks spent putting the body back together.
Considering that I’ve to be ending this blog post soon for the sake of closure, it’s time for me to get to the chase as soon as possible: I’ve started a PayPal account last night as a contingency plan in the making, hence the very title in question itself for the lack of a better sentence; you’ll be able to find the link below soon enough as well as my real name lamentably speaking of course. Ironically, I had a much more funnier title for the PayPal announcement because of how alliterative it’d would played out; however, given the situation at hand, the last thing I need to be doing is making jokes, especially since I’d wasted so much of my time: in any case, all that I kindly ask is for a moment of your time and money to keep me compensated for my writings.
On a lighter note, I’ll work to produce as many fanfics as possible for the time being, hopefully by this coming December: by then, I’ll be able to produce my sequel to M3 at the very least, something I’d planned for over at least a year prior as preparation; just get ready to expect more nightmares and daydreams from your favorite characters both in part and parcel soon enough. Now with that out of the way, I bid each and every one of y’all good night and hope to meet again under more pleasant circumstances all the same; after all, I’m nevertheless happy to have a means of channeling my intense emotions, thoughts, and dreams through this platform as well as a way to gain compensation with this link as told earlier.
This is Fireflower signing out…
Under the circumstances, perfectly understandable.
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Thank you...
i am sorry this happened to you i wish you the best of luck i hope your father is ok and along with everyone else in your family i wish you the best of luck stay safe stay healthy
I'm terribly sorry for what has happened
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Thanks, he's actually up and running as far as I can see it, unlike a certain New Yorker; it's almost about half a year ago since when I'd made this blog post so I wasn't expecting a comment tonight.
In summary, it's okay currently...
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glad to here ^^
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I appreciate it...