Fixing the Disorders in Life: Death Disorder can be experiences by numerous people in numerous ways—vicious or innocuous—but I experienced disorder in the most fatal way: the death of a parent. Disorder, to me, is when an event changes the way you live and view your life; while in the process of change, turmoil persists. On July 1st, 2010, my mother, spending hours outside, received the most appalling phone call. Not thinking anything of it, I stayed in my room chatting with a friend on my new Facebook account; however, I knew subconsciously that something in the atmosphere was off. When my mother reluctantly walked into my room, I knew what she would say without any context: my father had passed away. For a while, my days were inundated