I've posted here a long time ago telling you guys a bit about my life..and all that fun stuff..but I'm sure if you read this you wont know what I'm talking about so I guess I'll start off by saying....my father is a very mixed up person and he sexually abused me from the age of 3ish up until I was a tween...he no longer lives in the same house as me, I do everything I can to stay away from him...If I hear his name my stomach turns...anything to do with him I get really bad flashbacks...alright so thats enough of telling you about that...anyway...he has a drug problem has for years...and he got Hep. C because of it when I was really little....he is very sick because of it and yesterday my mom forced me to go see him...I hate this man with all my hear...when I saw him I was filled with so many emotions...I guess what I'm trying to get at is I've been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember "Lindsey your father has less then a month to live" and to be 100% honest with you it doesn't feel as good as I thought it would...why on earth am I feeling sympothy for this man, after what he did to me...I doesn't make sence...I was praying last night because I couldn't fall asleep, and then it hit me...I'm supposed to bring him to Jesus before he dies..I CAN'T do it...I would rather go to hell then spend eternity with this man...I don't know what I'm going to do..I need advice, prayer..whatever you can do to help me figure all this out...(haha sorry about the spelling crap I'm to lazy to go over and spell check it)