I was in panic mode; I was very restless; sleep was eluding me and that coupled with other issues I had been having, meant nothing short of danger. Danger especially for my fragile mental and emotional well-being; a well-being already made very fragile by the sudden and very painful demise of my fondest and dearest sibling brother after 18 grueling years with epilepsy and mental disorders. I constantly reached out to mum and it was then that she asked me the question which sparked this other memoir of mine. What is the worst case scenario she asked? After several exchanges with her and with...