In loving memory of my big brother.

Last month on March 13th, my mom and I came home to my brother hanging in our basement. He was 19 years old and I am 15. I don’t know exactly how to deal with such a tragic loss and I can’t help but think about it everyday, thinking about all the things I should have and could have done. I miss him everyday of my life and I am trying everything I can to keep my head up. I have nightmares about the image my mom had to be out through going down in the basement, it’s breaks my heart every time. I just hope he’s in a better place now and looking over me and my mom and keeping us safe. I love him with all of my heart, and I wish I could have done more to prevent it. I love you big brother.

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One Response to In loving memory of my big brother.

  1. Kirsten says:

    Breathe. Write. Seek help. Be kind to yourself. Keep coming here.

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