Post by lisad93 on Dec 10, 2018 1:02:05 GMT
My baby brother died on 6th Jan 2018. I was away at the time back packing in Malaysia and my big brother was on a gap year in australia. My little brother, Steven, was 22 at the time, he went to a house party on NYE of 2017 and never came home. 6 days later he was found a few miles away from home in a river. There has been an ongoing investigation and that has come to an end, I will never get the truth and the real answers about what happened to him. The grief is absolutely crippling, I cried and cried for months on end, the pain almost unbearable. I tried to support my family as best as I could whilst trying to hold the burden of my pain. Your friends can support you but the truth is they have no idea about the pain in which you carry. I’ve got a lot better over the months and I’m trying to enjoy life as best as I can, but some days I just have complete and utter melt downs. Today for example I just couldn’t get out of bed and I cried and cried all day. There is no right or wrong way to deal with grief, but one thing I will tell you, do not bottle it up. Let it out I whatever way it wants to come out. I went through a phase of getting really angry so I started boxing classes. I find the gym has really helped to settle my emotions. I just wanted to share on here with people that may actually understand where I am coming from and maybe seek a bit of advise and offer some to people who are also struggling.