My brother died 12 years ago when I was 15 of a very sudden illness. Throughout my childhood he was the perfect big brother and looked after me through a LOT of domestic violence between my mum and dad (think near-death type violence). He was 8 years older than me and was an amazing and caring person and even in my early adolescence would hang out with me like a friend, inviting me out with his other friends and generally be the model big brother.
Cut to when I turned 12, everything seemed to change. He became angry, violent and abusive towards myself and my mum, but particularly towards me. He would hit, punch and threaten me, follow me to and from school to make sure I went (he was paranoid I was bunking off, spy on me and go through my things. I had a mental health crisis aged 13 (was under CAMHS and did school work from home) and took 2 years out of school (I had just gone back when he died) used to torment me daily to the point my mum and dad had to ask him to leave our house.
After he died, I went numb. I was very shocked but it wasn't a typical grieving process. I am now 27 and have had another intense period of mental illness but have otherwise managed to keep a fairly straight path (went to university, have lived independently since age 19, have worked since I was 16 and now have a decent career and am married to a lovely man).
Part of my therapy for current mental illness focussed on my relationship with my brother and my psychologist identified him as my primary abuser during adolescence. This has helped me rationalise the numbness I feel about not really grieving for him. My nan passed away recently and I genuinely grieved for her - I find solace in visiting her grave whereas I only visit my brother when asked by my mum and dad and I don't feel anything. My mum thinks I'm cold to my brother but I can't face explaining to her that I now see him as an abuser rather than a brother. This is her son and she has gone through the most horrific th ing a parent could ever experience.
I can't change how I feel but I don't want to hurt my mum or dishonour her pain. Are my feelings unreasonable? Has anyone been through anything similar? Sorry it's so long xxx