Missing my brother

[Giveronyoursausage]

I just need to put it out there I miss him. He died 3 weeks ago, he was my best friend a massive part of my life I saw him everyday.He died of cancer and we've had his funeral and now it's just starting to sink in that I'm never going to see his happy smiling face again.

Hugs to you, it's a horrid time, to say the least.
I lost my lovely sister 4 months ago. I remember the period after the funeral, I felt desperate and the finality of it all was beginning to dawn on me 😪

Sending you much love and if you want to share more about your brother, I'd love to know more about him 😘

Big hugs to you, it's such a hard time. He must've been a pretty amazing brother to be so close to you and mean so much. What was he like?

Thank you for your replies.He was amazing,everything you could ever want in a big brother, loving,protective and a wicked sense of humour.He never married or had children of his own so he absolutely adored my 2 dc he would even do their homework with them.He was part of my own little family.We both were poor sleepers so we would send each other random funny messages through the night and he was the only person who could make me laugh until my stomach hurt. He's left me some amazing memories and for that alone I will always be grateful.

I'm so sorry for your loss OP. Your brother sounds wonderful.

I too lost my brother (little brother in this case), it will soon be five years ago. It's changed me forever but I think I've now come to terms with it (mostly!). The first few months were hell, even though I didn't properly realise it at the time. Be gentle with yourself.

I'm so sorry for your loss -can't even imagine how you're feeling
Sending you big hugs 💐

He sounds incredible, thank you for sharing him with us! You and your children are very lucky to have had somebody like that in your life. If I were you I'd still send him those messages in the night when you can't sleep. It won't hurt and might help you feel better to put them out into the world sometimes.

I lost my little brother 5 months ago today. Age 42. The pain is still as raw today as it was then, I cannot bear it. Half of me is missing I can't explain it and no one seems to understand.

There seems to be support if you lose a spouse, or a child but nothing for a sibling.

And yet he is the one that understood me best in the whole world. We shared all his life together.

I'm just empty, there is no joy in life and I can't struggle through years of this. I'm back at work and functioning on some basic level with the aid of medication and wine. But I'm just existing until it's my time.

Which is an awful feeling as my children deserve more, and he would tell me so. But I can't shake it. I hurt so much and nothing helps.

So sorry for your loss OP. This is a good place to talk as sadly lots of us in the same position

And me. Younger brother, 42, cancer, my best friend. He loved and protected me with a fierce sense of duty, as i did with him. i miss his wit. Humour. Him telling me off. Changing my light bulbs... half of me is gone. I try to keep going for my children who also feel his loss. i am not doing a good job of it and i know he would be disappointed.

3 years and it still hurts so much. More so because i cant show it
I am supposed to have moved on by now. People get embarrased when i speak of him. So i dont. I just cry when i am alone.

I walk past his house. Someone else is in there. We mostly got the same bus for work. He's not there. I just have to keep breathing. But i really dont want to.

It's all a bit shit really.

That's exactly it they were such a big part of our lives. We don't walk by his house anymore even though it's just on the next street to me.
I just keep remembering how ill he was and he how much he hated it and how much I wished it was over for him not realising that he had to die for it to be.
I spent this weekend crying my eyes out and I know he wouldn't want me to .
I also have his dog now and he's such a happy dog and whenever I'm feeling upset he comes over and jumps on my knee and puts his head under my chin like he's giving me a big hug so that helps.

I spend every weekend crying ( and drinking wine). The pain is unbearable. Like you widowanky I have to keep going for the children. I love them so much and he adored them but I'm just so sad all the time. I'm not a good mum to them. I hate my life. I hate what I've become.

Can I ask those a bit further on if you've had bereavement counselling?

I'm not sure how it will help as what I need (him back) can't happen. And ii can't believe it's happened it all feels like an awful dream that I'll wake from soon. It's just unbelievable really.

You all will feel better, I promise. I know the pain, I know how it rips and rends.. it is the tiger caged with you that lets up only to draw breath.

Take each day as it comes. Give it a year before you expect to feel at al better.