Losing, gaining, and losing my biological family again: part two

The emotional roller coaster that set the stage for a brutal last year in my grad program, and would eventually break off what little family I had left.

Content warning for drugs and death mentions.

What I didn’t mention in the last post is that this is the last photo we have together as our awkward, little family.

Almost immediately after this photo was taken, my dad became ill in a way I’d never seen before. Towering over him in the hospital in Tarzana, California was a bizarre experience.