It has been a very rough week for me. So rough that I’ve been feeling empty, questioning myself, questioning where I am in life, even though I know I live a very fulfilling life. I'm grieving, mourning, remembering, and trying to get out of survival mode. It is a lot of mental work right now. September 15th marked Mom’s 68th birthday. This was the 3rd birthday I spent without her. I thought I would be fine. I prepared for the day mentally, or so I thought, but just a few days before her birthday, we found out my God Sister passed away. Now, I know death very well, but when it’s death due to anything other than chronic or acute health issues, it hits different. My God Sister was found in MacArthur Park, dead and alone from a suspected drug overdose. This made me relive suppressed emotions all over again. My other sister was found dead on a sidewalk from what I believed were health issues. Autopsy and toxicology reports determined she died because of drugs. Just 4 months ago, I was ...