I'm the root of their problems

So as you might know my parents wanted to go to Fresno and wanted to leave me at home. I have what I believe is Chronic Prostatis so it was acting up real bad this morning.

I couldn't get up and thus parents thought I was just kicking it in bed not want to do anything. So one argument lead to the next and at the end it lead to my parents arguing about how I'm lazy and don't want a job.

I honestly wish I can get a doctor to come and explain it to them but they expect me to live with it and tell me, hey at least it's not cancer. What kind of comparison is that?

Anyways today is being a real shitty day. I hate the weekends so bad. Since they were originally going to be gone this weekend I was thinking about inviting friends over secretly and gaming all night to get my mind off my Prostatis. Oh well, thus is my life which equals shit.