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I lost my brother in August of 2012. A few days before my birthday.
After that, he was all I ever really thought about. Missing him, hating that he was gone, etc. It consumed me. I then understood as I was growing that I was beginning to "let him go". Because it felt right, and it felt safe to do so. Before I knew it was safe, I panicked and didn't want to, but I did. Recently, I've realized that I don't think about him as I did. This is obvious to those reading this because as I said, I let him go. But I guess I didn't really compare how I was thinking to how I AM thinking. I feel as if I am being terrible because my thoughts wander. I don't think about him as I used to. I feel like I am just a horrible sibling because how do you think about anything else? I don't know what to think of myself, really. I am trying to accept it but it's eating at the core of me.
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Wow, Grey Matter. I lost my only sibling/sister when I was 24. I'm 66 now. I ask the same questions, in fact I just lost a 16 year old pet...one of the longest relationships of my life...the guilt of having him put down because he was old and a damn nuisance, is consuming me and I have realized that ALL the people and dear, dear pets I've loved and lost...no matter how long ago...my dad died when I was 15....are ALL living in my flippin' head! It's gettin' mighty crowed and there is no room left for 'good' thoughts, healing, or anything worthwhile. In the past, when I was somewhat healthy, I answered the problem by keeping busy, distracted, exhausted. I literally almost smoked my self to death. It's not working any more. I am dysfunctional because I can seldom concentrate on little else. It dawned on me yesterday that I'm hanging on to ALL of them, because it's all I've got in my little world and I'm dreaming of second chances. To get them out of my head would be admitting that they really are ALL gone and there is NO making up for my mistakes and things I should have done. The thought of them not being there is almost more overwhelming than all this grief. I've heard all the 'let go' stuff. What if you don't want to let them go, even if it hurts hanging on....I don't know who I am without them.......self punishment for the guilt of not being better in all those relationships?? Probably. You let me know if you figure this one out, because I don't seem to be able to. It will destroy everything in your life....I am NO good to those left that I love...and there is very few of them left. Not sure what I'm going to do about it. I realize I have to do something. Soon. Last edited by Spiderlegs; Jan 07, 2014 at 07:26 PM. Reason: screwed up spelling, grammar, & additional sentence |
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Hi Grey Matter,
Very simply, no you are not terrible. The loss of a sibling is a terrible thing, and it's understandable for that to consume your thoughts for any given period of time. Everyone heals at their own pace. Letting Go is healthy, and definitely not terrible. You still have the gift of life, and need to be productive and happy to cherish the moments that you have left. You have NOT, nor will you ever forget your brother. But, he would not want you to hold on to the grief day-in and day-out, I am sure. It's hard when a loss occurs near a birthday or holiday, but in time you will learn to use those occasions to mark a celebration of life and memories of the lives of your loved ones. I hope you are able to find inner peace, and not feel guilty for letting your mind wander to other thoughts. |
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No it isn't bad, I lost my brother when I was fifteen years old, he was eighteen. Less then six weeks later I forgot he passed and almost bought him something. The grief came back and I almost didn't make it back from that trip, I was very suicidal. Grief has many stages.
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No, it doesn't make you a bad person. My mom doesn't consume my thoughts every moment of every day. And it's not even every day, that I think of her. It's random moments. Some more, a little recently than others. I know she'd understand and forgive me, if she knew. Makes those times, that I do think about her, all that more special, for me. Random memories. My most recent one, was combing out my hair today. Not a memory of her brushing my hair, when little, but a random wonderment about why she went to a super short cut, and her explanation of why, in a why mom, say it like that? Wondering more about how she minimized her own needs, sometimes. It started because she'd get up super early in the mornings, which was a change for her. I digress, it was a fond memory. Remembered in a unique/odd way, of her personality style.
It wasn't dwelling on missing her, just a random thought process about her, as I reflected on our differences, type of thing. It was a memory. ![]() |
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if a person were still alive, they would not thank us for clinging to them every minute of every day. so it is after they are gone. we visit them in memory, in joy, in times of trouble, now and then. this is the very nature of life, it moves on.
remember to be kind to yourself, as those you love were kind to you~ best wishes~ Gus ![]()
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