I was 2 years old when my mom got diagnosed with breast cancer. She was cancer free until the cancer came back four separate times. I grew up taking care of her, I didn’t mind it. I loved her with all of my heart. My father is an alcoholic on drugs, I haven’t spoken to him in three years.. He has been no help at all and would emotionally and sometimes physically abuse my mom and I. I am 22, almost 23 in January. I was my moms caregiver. I cared for her until she took her last breath. She was my purpose. Now I feel so lost without her. I have to care for a house, and pick up the role as a full time worker as an aid at a hospital and go back to school in the fall. My mom was my everything. She was who I could turn to at any time. She died November 29th 2019. Not only have I lost my mom, last year my grandfather died in my arms, my uncle died of a stroke in March, and three days before my mom passed away, my cousin Jillian age 21 passed from a drug accidental OD. I am struggling to stay sane.