I've never had anyone close to me pass away so I can't even begin to imagine what that's like.
I was hospitalized twice for a total of 3 months and 3 weeks for an eating disorder, those were the worst days of my life and made me appreciate the freedom I had before all that happened.
Also, seeing my mum get used by every guy she dates and accepting the fact that your related to someone who could do such awful things to someone you love.
Wherever she goes she knows there's a chance that there's going to be someone following her who she doesn't want to know and lost everything she had after my dad left.
She never does anything for herself and never really seems happy.