I dropped four classes with W because I didn't want to fail them. The other two I took were easier, but one I was too far off and got a D. The other one I passed by the skin of my teeth with a C. Which lowered my average and made me stressed even more. I started drinking and going out to calm down. At the beginning of May my grandmother had surgery and I was told that she had to have some chemotherapy and that she would be fine. A couple of weeks later my mother gave me the news that my grandmother was no better and was in fact in her final days. At that point I was literally freaking out. I started smoking marijuana and drinking a lot. Unfortunately I couldn't leave before the end of May. I stayed the weekend and could barely look at her without collapsing. When it was time to go home I knew that would be the last time I would see her. I had a feeling he was waiting for my sister and I to say goodbye. My feeling was confirmed that Tuesday when my dad called me and told me it was