[Liss], how you doin' today hon? I'm so sorry you lost your friend Kurt suddenly, when you expected recovery. You're right, cancer sucks.
What would Kurt want you to do now? Try to drown your sorrows? You know full well there's no answers at the bottom of the glass.
Feel the grief. Feel the sorrow. Feel the pain. Attend the funeral. Let the tears come. But do as much of this as you can without booze or other drugs. Life is for the living. You cannot feel feelings fully if you're drunk or stoned. As with any and all losses, pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and live on. The alternative is unthinkable.
Prayers are being said, Liss. I'll talk to God about you. I believe.