I stopped talking to him, not sure why... I still smell him sometimes tho, have an old bottle of cologne that used to belong to him, next to my bed... Idk why I read it, now I'm fighting the urge to know what happened to those 2 guys,who were still children really, 21and 23, my brother was 41... His death doesnt make sense, they ransacked the place, but only took a laptop...Maybe I havent processed properly, maybe I convinced myself I'm 'over it'... Idk what I'm doing to myself... Thanks for the support