When it rains, it pours...

I can't even begin to describe the size of the problems that my family is having right now. This is so fucking stressful. Should I even care what grades I have if I don't even know whether I'll still be here next semester? How am I suppose to study if my mind keeps thinking about my family back home? What the hell am I doing here when I should be out there working my butt off for money? I keep telling myself, there's got to be a way out. Something that we can do to have a normal life again. A decent life. And yet, I can't think of any.

Pray for my family.