My Brother, My First Best Friend

It’s been nearly 6 years since my brother decided to leave us. To leave us in a way we still to this day cannot understand. Since that fateful day I replay the days leading up to it. I question, I overthink and over analyse every small detail in my mind. I miss him terribly. We all do. My poor parents…
Recently I’ve become consumed with anger towards him which leads me into a spiral of guilt and emotion I haven’t felt before. I’m angry because I feel cheated. Cheated in a way where I feel like I’ve not only lost my only sibling but also our mum. She’s become withdrawn, she’s isolated herself and become volatile. She was always the life and soul of any social situation, now she hardly leaves her house. And I feel like I’ve lost her too.
I don’t want to be angry and feel this way. I just can’t shake it. I love my mum and dad terribly and wish things could be different .

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  1. I completely understand this… I feel the same. I lost a piece of both my parents especially my mom when I brother left us as well. I am so sorry you have to go through this… Just know you are not alone, you have this safe space and whether people comment or not, they are here reading and sharing as well.

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