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I was becoming numb to everything. Just another funeral, another loss. Memphis was becoming a place just to go back to for funerals. Enough trauma had happened that it wasn’t even affecting me anymore. Everyone was kind of expecting me to be upset, but nothing was fazing me. There was just so much trauma.
That thing where you either do what your parents did, or you do the exact opposite of what was done to you? I did the opposite.
If you don’t have something to keep you focused, or some kind of purpose, it’s hard out there. Life is not easy.

