and I’m still really struggling.
My lovely big brother died a year ago on Sunday (12 May) and I feel just as bad now as I did then.
I feel so angry. He was in hospital and all I think about is him telling us to leave him alone and to go away. I can’t think of any good times or laughs we used to have. I only seem to be able to concentrate on that.
Why. Why would he do that?