So I am here. my dad just called me to tell me that my brother died. I don't know anything about it yet. My mother and sister are both out so he called me. H is out of town. I don't know wht to do with myself. We weren't close. He's older than me by 8 yrs and has had problems. Addiction problems. Alcohol and drugs. Depression. COPD. Diabetes. He's never been able to get his shit together and now...he's gone. I guess. He has a history of one suicide attempt. He has an eight year old daughter.
I'm so sorry. I have feared receiving a similar call and I can't imagine how you are feeling right now.
I feel like I e been waiting for this call for ten years. I can't imagine why I'm so shocked. I just lost a close friend in October. I'm not ready for this.