Yesterday was my birthday and when I spoke to my parents, they told me that my brother out in Colorado had passed away on the 9th. We have all been estranged for the last 12 years or so, mostly on the fault of my brother who sexually abused my niece and numerous other things.

My problem is realizing that the person I loved as a child is gone. As an adult, he was horrible, but the child is what I remember. Any suggestions on how to grieve, how to deal with these thoughts? I am having problems sleeping now, with flashbacks.

Thank you.

Mary Alice