Hello,
I lost my younger brother in April of 2019. He was 19 and a twin. I was 22 at the time.
I know it’s only been a year without him, but I really can’t seem to move forward with my grief. It’s definitely not as bad as it was, but I still think about him every single day, and I still feel overwhelmed multiple times a week with my grief. I only want to listen to music that makes me think of him, I don’t want to return to my hometown because of this, and I’m scared that my parents will find out how badly I’m doing. I’ve dealt with mental illnesses in the past and don’t want to worry then with this when they’re grieving the loss of their son.
I also feel like the living twin, along with my parents, are seen as worse-off with their grief than I am. I hate feeling this way, I feel so guilty, but my brother was mine too.
I know this is a lot but I have so much to get off my chest, I really don’t know where to start. I feel helpless.
