I’m not coming here for condolences. My father knew something was wrong years ago.

He didn’t go to a doctor to get checked. “It’s nothing, I’m too young for it to be serious.”

Why? Because American healthcare SUCKS. He is a regular citizen, not an illegal, if he went to the doctor to get treatment without insurance? Oh yeah, me, my brother and sisters, his wife, our home, our dog. We would all be on the streets begging for money. And we’re somewhere in the middle class. One fucky diagnosis like cancer, and if you aren’t the right skin color or age, fuck you sell your house (it happened) sell your worldly possessions (have barely anything now) sell everything to pay for your treatment that slowly microwaves your body. Can’t pay for medication? Bullshit programs only treat you as a number. Stage 4 terminal colon cancer, could drop dead at any moment? Hahaha here’s some pain killers that will last you barely until a week before you need to refill them. Even though you are going to die, we don’t want you to become a junky, because we care. Just suffer that week, because reasons.

I give zero fucks about Covid. Have given zero fucks about Covid. Why? Because until Covid, not a god damned entity in government that has had power to do something ever did anything. Then Covid? BAM! We care about you and we have your cure!!!!

I’m sorry if this doesn’t pertain to anything. I’m sorry if it’s almost nonsensical rambling. I’m tired. I’m pissed more than any person should be. I would rip the head off of anyone who ever mentions the Covid to me in real life. I’m just sad he had to leave, and it could have been prevented.

The biggest slap in my face with Covid is that they want you to think they care. They don’t.