It is killing me to write this letter. I know I have to because I need to do something to help me not go crazy. I am heartbroken. The little things it takes to do take 1,000,000 % of effort. Why? Why did you have to do this.? There was another way. We are a small family as it is. Now we’re smaller. The last time we talked I heard the pain in your voice. Why didn’t you just say Chris, I need you big brother. I would have been there. I feel like this is a sick joke. I’m never going to be the same again. I will never know what it feels like not to hurt. People can say it’s not my fault but it doesn’t help. I’m angry, sad, distraught all at the same time. I have to be the man of our family ALONE NOW!!!!! THIS WAS NOT HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE!!!!! OUR DAD IS SICK. OUR MOM WORKS AND IS TRYING TO PURSUE HER DREAM AS A NURSE! WE HAVE AN AUNT THAT ONLY HAS US!!!!! AND YOU LEAVE!!!!!!!! I feel terrible for feeling angry but I do. I know you were struggling. You must have been in a lot of pain. All you had to do was call. Why didn’t you just call? We could have got through this together. As a team. As brothers. Now it’s me. All I can think about is the good times. Those times bring me pain. I can’t look at your pictures. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to. I don’t know if I’ll ever be truly understood because of this situation. People say there is nothing I could have done..maybe that’s true. I just wished we could have talked. Maybe I could have gotten you help….I know as a kid you suffered from dyslexia. I hated that for you. I don’t know if kids made fun of you or not but I would have beat them up for you. God this hurts. Why are we allowed to feel this kind of pain? I know your will be done but I am in so much hurt it is almost unbearable. I was supposed to protect you. I feel like I failed you. How can I inspire so many others on YouTube but the one person I wanted to get through, I couldn’t. Nobody will ever know how that feels. I really don’t even want to talk because I’m just repeating myself and I know most people can’t understand. God is my strength but I am barely holding on. This is my new normal. I see why people get high and stay high. To feel numb. This pain is something different. This situation is unique. I don’t even really want to talk about it any more. I don’t know..I am just lost.
This anger and rage feels so engulfing because everything was permanent and you were in the dark. I feel this anger toward my sister even til this day, she passed in 2015. Constantly begging to just have been told they were struggling. Like if you just let someone help you. But the concept of them abandoning you on purpose is more slicing…. I definitely understand you here.