My brother hung himself on April 30th. Everyday is a physical struggle to go on. I’m shocked that the world goes on…bills still have to be paid, laundry still needs washed, I still have to work. I only want to sit and take a breath. I imagine his death over and over in my head. It’s a sick, twisted nightmare that won’t end. I loved my brother and wish I could of saved him.
I’m sorry to read the post.. My brother took his life 1 feb 2017.. It’s getting harder by the day,,, I’m angry that I’m left to deal alone with everything… I loved him, he should have told me , I tried to help him during his low moods.. He was so careful to ensure I never knew his plan
We have an awful thing in common. I too lost my brother David to suicide. It has been four and a half years now and I so much sympathise with you and feel your pain. Not a single day has gone by that I haven’t thought of him and I so desperately long to have him back with me. It is a torment to me and I know must be for you too. It is so hard to struggle on through this but be strong and get through one day at a time and cherish all your other loved ones more than ever and I hope you will find some solace through them. I so hope you do. You are not alone though and I wish I could help you more.
I too lost my brother David to suicide in March 31st. He was the sweetest, funniest and smartest person I knew. I will miss him forever. I feel your pain and hope we both find peace.