Hi friends, surviving your worst day possible is the easy part, living in the aftermath is where it gets hard. I’ve been to more funerals than I have weddings. I have watched numerous friends die from the very thing I survived. I have held back tears as I hear others tell how their strokes took their abilities away, knowing that I walked away unscathed. Survivor’s Guilt is something I deal with on the daily as I try my best to not question Fate. Pull up a chair, pour yourself a beverage and listen in as I unpack the ugly side of survivorhood.