My neighbor's kid battled cancer when he was a teen, recovered, finally became a surgeon this year and two days ago he was involved in a traffic accident and is in critical condition. Just saw his dad crying in his back yard. I increasingly resent whatever reality we're part of.

I moved next to them 5 years ago. We weren't that close but whenever his father barbecued, he invited me over and I got to know them a bit. You could tell the kid was still his baby boy and that he was very protective of him. He had leukemia for a long time but pulled through. Two days ago a drunk driver ran a red light and hit his car.

I feel completely bitter towards life right now. I've always been jaded but somehow this hits a lot more. It feels like a joke, like something delights in our suffering. There are so many evil people having their best time meanwhile an old and broken man sits in his back yard, smoking a cigarette and sobbing before he has to drive to the hospital again, hoping his son will pull through another time.

Two times this person is battling for his life, both times it wasn't his fault.

I know there are no answers to this but I will never not wonder why the universe has to be like this. I hate it here.

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