It sounds like they are classic sweep it under the rug, keep calm and carry on, we don’t talk about hard stuff traditional stoics. Dh’s family is exactly like this.
I have no relationship with my family, so at Christmas when everyone is cheerful and exchanging presents and receiving cards and getting messages from far flung relatives, I get…nothing. I don’t mean from dh’s family. They buy me stuff, sure. But I have no family to send me messages or ring me or to laugh about that time when I was 10 and I did that thing. On top of that, I now have cancer.
I can see them Christmas or my birthday or whatever and literally no one mentions any of it or asks how I am. BIL and SIL came and stayed at our house on their way to and from a holiday last summer when I just got out of hospital after surgery and my face was so swollen I could barely see or get out of bed.
And like not one single, how are you managing with this cancer thing? Or are you okay? Or like any acknowledgement AT ALL that I’d just been diagnosed with bloody cancer and had a chunk of my head chopped off. It was all very, oh the beef is lovely, please pass the peas. No one said a word while I sat there with my head all bandaged up and my eye swollen shut. 😂 So f-ing weird.
It annoys me a lot because it’s rude, but as a family, they don’t talk about stuff. Like nothing remotely uncomfortable. Some families are like that. It’s not healthy. But I actually think they don’t mean to be rude. They just don’t know how to talk about difficult things. And they probably feel like they are doing me a favour by not acknowledging how shit life has been, but it doesn’t feel like that to me.
I’m really sorry for the loss of your lovely brother, OP.