Complex PTSD, a sleepless night and my final day visiting my hometown after the death of my Narcissist, sex offender father. (Read Parts 1–6 here) — Turmoil Tornado After several days of brunch, home improvements, honesty and ice cream, my Mom, sister and I settle onto the gray, L-shaped couch to watch TV. It’s our final night together. I’ve gone from traumatizing plane ride to masking my emotions to… whatever this cold, sweaty, anxious feeling is. …