American University Grad. Daughter, Sister, Aunt. Passionate about healthcare, substance use disorder policy, iced coffee, and puppies.
I know that I am not responsible for my sister’s death.
One month from today, I’ll turn twenty-two-years-old. While this birthday is relatively insignificant to most people, except for maybe some Taylor Swift fans, I’ve been dreading this birthday for over a year now.
One year ago today I was working at my internship when I got a phone call that would change my life forever. After weeks of…