This is one I don’t think I can recover from sadly, I can feel it. I’ve been through a lot of shit and felt the darkest days possible I could still feel my strength because I always had someone I had to look past all that for. It was my mom, as long as she was around I could never let anything bad happen to me because it would destroy her. She kept me anchored and gave me strength in days I thought I used all of mine up. I was invincible with her because I simply wouldn’t let myself go with her around. losing her and my girl, I’ve lost it all. I’m the last surviving member of my family. Literally, I’m it. My bloodline dies with me if I don’t have kids. My whole fuckin family is dead. I’m here and pushing with strength to make sure justice is gotten which it will be ; but once that’s done I really don’t know what will keep me going. We’ll see though. I have faith in god.